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Author's note: I have no idea where the inspiration came from- I guess it just popped into my head. Just a bunch of Phoenix X Edgeworth drabbles; I'm not even sure how many there will be. They alternately random and chronological. And pointless, I'm sure :) but if you have the patience to read, then thankyou. Reviews and criticisms welcome, but if you flame for the slash then you are fighting a losing battle.

Smiles

Edgeworth is a man of many smiles; most of which Phoenix hates to see.

There's the sorrowful smile; a smile that lets you know that this is a man who has held the weight of the world on his shoulders. A man who has gone to Hell and back, been tortured and tormented by the worst imaginable tragedies, suffered every possible mental blow; and yet he never has a single ruffle of his cravat out of place.

Then there's the wry smirk: because this is a man that has seen everything. This is a man that is twice the person you'll ever be. This is a man that is everything that you are not, and he knows it, and it is not at all as satisfactory as he thought it would be. This is a man that strives for a perfection that is not possible; but that is something he refuses to accept.

The angry smile is a sight to behold- somewhere between gritted teeth and a grimace, an image that tells you whatever it is that you have just said or done, you are about to wish you hadn't. A smile that lets you know everything will stay bottled up, but never, ever forgotten.

There is the quiet, forced smile that says, "I wish you hadn't brought that up."

The shaken, fearful smile that says, "We both know I'm scared, but don't you dare expect me to ask for help."

The blank smile that is but a platitude, means nothing.

Phoenix will withstand all those smiles, just as long as Edgeworth's real one still lives: because Edgeworth's real smile is the most beautiful thing he knows.

His real smiles are secrets; barely shared with anyone, only those that are most dear.

Just a ghost of upturned lips. A quirk in the corner of his mouth.

Phoenix is pretty sure that Edgeworth doesn't have the capability to grin.

Its his eyes that are the giveaway; the brightness, the sparkle that is the most wonderful "thankyou" to whomever it is that has made him truly smile.

Phoenix loves to be that person- Miles' smile is his reward.