Set 1 year after the mission in Shambala Float. Forgive me if some of the details about the Psycho Pass universe are incorrect.

Akane was not a woman of great extravagance. She considered herself to be a plain and simple lady. Nothing extraordinary or out of the blue. When she was little, she always thought that she wanted to be as pretty as Yuki, or as tall as Kaori. But slowly, those insecurities started fading away, little by little like a drop of blood in a clear river, forgotten and shrouded.

Now, Akane could say that she is a very confident and collected woman. Reminiscing back to the time when she was a rookie inspector makes her cringe and laugh at herself for how foolish and stupidly naive she was.

She never actually felt insecure about her body, she actually felt that for her stature she was pretty well endowed. Why am I having such petty thoughts right now? Ugh what's wrong with me? As she finally decided to pull down the covers, she looked at the mirror and saw her own face. When was the last time I looked at myself in the mirror? When is the last time I even cared how I looked? She took a moment to observe her own face. Now, this was shocking…

Because she hadn't looked at herself in ages, she certainly wasn't expecting to see a much harder and colder facade. She knew she became much more grown up and mature, but she didn't know her face changed that much. Well she does know she's older, now 26. One year since she met him again.

I feel like I became much more withdrawn and harsher since that mission in Shambala Float. Then again I feel like I needed to see him again so that I could finally close that chapter of my life again. I… I'm actually thankful for that, Kougami-san.

As she came out of her self-analysis and evaluation of herself, she got out of her room and went to the bathroom. She stripped out of her shorts and tank top. My grandma would kill me if she saw me wearing this in public. Thinking about her grandma made Akane feel nostalgic, and not sad, oddly. She knows that wherever she is, she's looking down onher with that bright, cheerful smile of hers that could make any rainy day become a sunny day filled with rainbows.

As she came out of the shower, she started drying her long long hair that reached about her waist. (She honestly didn't know how her hair grew that fast).

"Why did you invite me here, Shion?"

"Ahh I invited you to my place so that I could give you a complete new look!" Shion exclaimed cheerfully.

"What? But I'm fine with how I look. I don't see what's the-"

"Hush, and let me make you gorgeous!"

"What do you plan on doing?"

"Well for starters you need to let that hair of yours grow."

"But I like my short hair, it's very practical."

"Come on Akane, you need to cooperate too so that this could work"

"Fine, if I like it, I'll keep the new look."

"Good! That's all I needed to hear! I also have an idea for something you could wear!"

"What is it?"

"Something that's modest and elegant, but feminine enough that it shows off your surprisingly curvy body. Maybe like a nice dress that reaches a little above your knees. I'm thinking that the color should be black or navy blue. Oh, and it should have a geometric design for the top neck part! Ooh! I think I have the perfect dress that fits that description!"

Shion went ahead to her closet and pulled of a beautiful dress. It's nothing like what Shion would wear. It was surprisingly feminine and modest.

"So what'd ya think?"

"I surprisingly like it."

"Great! I have tons of those from ages ago."

So here she was taking out that same dress out of her closet. As she pulled it above her head, she couldn't help but feel the cold breeze as it grazed her hot, sensitive skin. At first she felt like it showed a little bit too much of her behind and chest but she likes the refreshing touch it gives.

She went through the same routine again, as always. She takes a shower, dresses up, brushes her hair, puts on her heels and drinks coffee. Wow, what great nutritional breakfast I'm having. Coffee is like my only escape. Sigh…

While putting her car on auto-drive, she saw a feather land on the window, she tried to grab it, but just like everything else she tried to catch, it flew away. How pathetic… Not even a feather stays with me.

Akane entered the office, and like always, she was the first one there. As she was about to sit down and finish her sugary and probably cold coffee, she felt a tap on her shoulder and her name being spoken. She turned around and it was her almighty and trustworthy friend, Ginoza.

"You finally cut that ponytail of yours that I didn't like Ginoza-kun." Akane monotonously exclaimed.

"Well you did keep insisting. And since when did you start calling me 'Ginoza-kun'?" A confused Ginoza asked.

"Since I can. Come on Ginoza-kun let's change it up a bit. Actually I think I'll call you Gino-kun instead okay?"

"Great…"

"Akane, there's someone you need to see," Ginoza hoarsely whispered.

"Sure, what is it?" Akane could sense the seriousness in Ginoza's voice, which made her feel a bit worried.

"Come with me."

As they both walked together, Akane tried to ignore the fact that he said someone and not something. What could it be? Or better yet, who could it be?

They approached a door. Ginoza's hand was visibly shaking. This seemed odd to Akane. Ginoza wasn't the type to be scared like that, at least not anymore.

"Akane, promise me that you won't do anything reckless or stupid." He made eye contact with her. It was hard for her to not look away but she stared right back at his green eyes, with an intensity that could burn your soul. Why he was behaving like this she didn't know. In fact she was a bit confused.

"I won't. Just open the goddamn door."

He opened it slowly. The door squeaked and she quickly scanned the room. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but then she came across a figure sitting by a white table. Actually, everything in the room seemed white. The walls, the floor, every single thing looked white. She didn't like it. It looked dull and lifeless.

But then she saw black, spiky hair. Oh no… this can't be. It's impossible I'm sure it's someone else. Stop panicking. Take a deep breath and walk over there.

And so she did. The sound of her heels echoed in the room. She heard Ginoza close the door and leave. Her eyes started to widen as she came closer, and the person started to lift their head up.

Everything felt as if it was occurring in slow motion. As he fully lifted his head up, they locked eyes with each other. Deep blue staring into hazel. Each strand of her hair felt frozen. She felt paralyzed, she couldn't find the strength to move. Her legs felt weak and like they could fail her right there, right now.

It really is Kougami-san

And with vigor, she walked over there, with confident steps whilst still maintaining eye contact. She slammed her hands on the table, putting her face only inches apart from his. Looking into his sharp eyes, and with the coldest voice she could muster, she said:

"What are you doing here?"

Can you guess what happens next? I hope I didn't make anyone out of character. Please feel free to leave a review, they are much appreciated :)