You Promise This Time? A Kogami/Tsunemori fan story

Letting Go Is Half The Battle

Akane stared blankly out to the big city buildings outside the MWPSB headquarters.

It had now been three years since she had last seen her partner. His shaggy, raven black hair and sullen pale blue eyes haunted her thoughts through each year he was gone. She was rendered entirely helpless. Crippled by her emotionlessness and confusion. She wasn't able to cry or get angry. The only thing she could do was ask herself "Where are you, When are you coming back, and will I ever see you again..?" Each question kept flowing through her head. The pain of loneliness she felt without him could easily have been enough to cloud any ordinary person's hue. Luckily, Akane Tsunemori was as strong as oak when it came to mental health. Her hue, despite losing Yuki, who was her best friend, and her grandmother to another one of her so-called ex-partners, her color was still powder blue, and as pristine as it was since birth.

She wanted to  see him again. Yet she wondered... How could she possibly go back and look for him? He's a latent criminal now. He killed Shougo Makishima even after he was put under strict orders not to do so. She knew trying to hunt him down now would be signing his death certificate for him. After all, Sybyl would never allow it. She was a corporate puppet of Sybil. She had to be in order to get where she was now. A top-notch inspector that enforced the law when law was in jeopardy. Still, she couldn't seem to shake him from her thoughts. She was desperate to see him again. The last time she saw him, he was considered to be a terrorist even though he was protecting citizens of Shamballa Float from the malevolent clutches of both The Sybyl System, and a newly formed government organization within SEAUn. He was on the run at this point. Constantly trying to dodge anything that would mean death and at the same time, protecting those from an unjust way of living. This was his life now. She needed to accept that but... she still hoped the day he could return. So he could, at the very least, to give her a proper goodbye. She lit a cigarette. His favorite kind. She never smoked them, she just liked the scent. She'd often light one before bed, hoping the smell would seep into her clothes. To her, this was nostalgic. It brought her back to the days when he was around. Enforcer Shinya Kogami. "It's seems like it was so long ago." She sighed. "I miss you so much...You big jerk." She dropped the cigarette on the concrete and stepped on it. Walking back into the building with a sullen look on her face. She couldn't bear the feeling of such loneliness any longer. She was finally moving on.

. . .

Or so she thought.