klavier x Apollo
WITHOUT FAIL
by SwiftFeather

"OBJECTION!" Klavier yelled, his arm outstretched. He slammed his fist on the oaken table, glaring across the courtroom at the spiky haired Apollo. "I am sorry, Herr Forehead. Its over."

"You lose."

Apollo sat up in bed, panting slightly. Okay, so his client got the guilty verdict... because of that scheming german dude. What a nightmare! "..." Apollo couldn't fall alseep afterwards. He stayed awake for the whole night, tossing and turning, trying to forget what's going to happen... tomorrow. Then suddenly, his handphone vibrated on his bedside table. Apollo jumped, and he grabbed his phone immediately. "A message...? Its 3:12 AM... who would send me a message?" Apollo thought, looking at his phone. The screen lit his face up eeriely.

Sender: Astarine Clove
Time: 3:12 AM
Date: Today

165 curators street neal gardens prosecutor g call
come now!

"Astarine... that's my defendant for this case!P...Prosecutor G!?" Apollo's brown eyes widened. He texted back a quick reply: I am coming. "... could it be... Mr. Gavin?" Apollo shuddered at the very thought of seeing him again. "Oh goodness... going out at 3 AM in the morning... great job..." Apollo donned on a simple red t-shirt and jeans, gelled his hair to its usual spiky glamour and hurried out of his apartment. Taking a cab straight down to that location, Apollowas confused. Why did his client send him a message early in the morning? as the landscape zoomed past him, Apollo thought about the case again.

A week ago, someone went into a brawl with a man named Len Black. The main suspect was the woman who dated him, and was present at the time of the murder - Astarine Clove. It happened that Len Black was Apollo's old classmate back in law school. Despite being taken aback by the sudden death of his friend, he knew very well that he had to get to the bottom of this. Strangely, he knew Astarine did not kill his old classmate. Somehow, he just had a feeling that someone was behind all this. Thinking back to the first trial just two days ago, Apollo was quite angry at Klavier Gavin for protecting that certain witness so badly.

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"That's... that's stupid, Herr Forehead! Just what are you trying to pull?" Klavier asked, leaning heavily on the oaken table.

"I'm trying to say that, this witness we have here might not be the murderer. In fact, he's only an accompliance!" Apollo yelled, his arm stretched outwards. Smirking to himself, he enjoyed the look of utter befuddlement on the german's face. Hohoho~~! Gotcha, Klavier!

"Objection."

"!" Klavier and Apollo both looked up at the witness, who voiced out his o0bjection.

"You don't have enough proof. What tells you that I have a motive in helping some random murderer?" The green eyed, short haired bespectacled man asked. He pushed his specs up his nose using his fingers. He resembled a certain someone who was convicted a few months ago.

Kristoph Gavin.

The witness had the same personality, the same good looks... but what does that make of the witness? "Urk..." Apollo muttered. Apparently, he couldn't distinguish the link between them, and it appears, Klavier knows nothing about it too. The Judge slammed his gavel thrice. "...! That's enough! The court shall reconvene tomorrow to wrap things up. For now, the court is adjourned!"

There's something fishy going on with that witness... Regulus, is that his name? I will try to get some information on him, and use it in court tomorrow! Apollo thought, as Regulus stepped off the stand. Klavier sighed loudly across the courtroom as everyone in the jury filed out. Apollo remained where he is, at the Defense's stand. He caught Regulus looking at him.

And smirking.

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Apollo got off the cab, yawning. As the cab drove off, he looked around. There was no sign of anybody on the wide street. The shops were closed, and most of the street was dark. "... Miss Clover?" Apollo called out to the empty park in front of him. A large sign says : Neal Gardens

Apollo stepped hesistantly into the park. It was dark. This was where the crime was committed. Apollo scratched his chin. "Ack... was she just playing with me? What's with the Prosecutor G?" Apollo muttered, a little frustrated. "Ahhh... maybe I should check the scene out again..." Apollo walked a long way into the Park before he reached a small field, where it was dark. The police lines were still surrounding it. "... looks like they're still investigating. They totally sealed off this area."

"JUSTICE!"

Apollo yelped very loudly as someone slapped a hand on his shoulder. He spun around, smacking the intruder on the nose with his fist, panting. "...! Mr-Mr Gavin!"

The rock star held his nose in pain, staring up at Apollo. "...! Herr Forehead.... that was uncalled for. What are you doing here?! You got to leave, now! Its dangerous to wander around a crime scene alone! Especially when you're the defendant's attorney...! Mein gott..." Klavier sighed. "I'll take you home."

"No! I am here because my client told me to come. And why are YOU here anyway? Did you call my client?" Apollo asked, making a face at the fair-haired man. Klavier frowned. "What? I didn't do anything like that! I am not supposed to call the defendant, Herr Forehead. Instead, I received a message just now, so I came down here. It said: I actually met garyl orsely inside neal gardens that orsely killed Ivy Lane last time he even asked to talk over red-tea no Evidence Yet You Lose, Apollo'"

"I... lose? And who is this person?" Apollo asked, confused.

"I have no idea, I tried calling, but no one picks up. I'll try to track it, but for now, let's go." Klavier said, looking tense. Then Apollo frowned. "Wait... the sentence structure of the message is awkward... and it makes no sense. Maybe there's a hidden message?"

"!" Klavier looked back at the young attorney. "... what are you...?"

"Lets try the basics, like taking the first letter of every word?" Apollo said, taking out a notepad. "I A M G O I N G T O K I L L T H E A T T O R N E Y... You Lose, Apollo....." Apollo muttered, staring at the words on the paper. "... kill... kill the attorney?"

There was a rustle of leaves nearby. "!" Apollo and Klavier's attention shot towards the noise. "Who's there!?" Klavier called out. Apollo stepped forwards, but Klavier pulled him back. "its too dangerous! You're now the target! Don't risk your life!"

"I want to find out the truth! There's someone here!' Apollo cried. He struggled with Klavier for a moment before breaking free. Then Apollo stumbled towards the bush. Something cold jabbed onto his back. "You... lose."

Apollo's eyes widened. He only saw Klavier, who was rushing towards him, shouting something.

Bang.

Apollo felt a piercing pain drive through his right side, and something clogged up his respiratory system. Everything disappeared. Klavier, the trees, the police markings. Apollo felt something warm spreading across his right chest, and then, the ground.

Smell of grass.

Then nothing.

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A/N: Oh well, I managed to like, cook up some melodrama here. :D ohohohohoh~! What's gonna happen?! NOOOO!!!!^^

KlavierxApollo in the future.... be prepared.