Fyras14: After a while of thinking(actually like two days...) I thought that my last story deserved a sequel, and here it is. I hope you guys that read my last story, enjoy this new one! If you have any questions about the time line(because I may have switch it a bit around on the last story) don't hesitate to ask.

Well, please read and review, or criticize whichever comes first! Oh, and have a happy New Year!

EDIT- 12/31/08, at 6:31 PM...fixed some errors!

Chapter 1: Seven Years of Alone Time

Larry Butz smiled as he made his way towards the wooden door, smiling from ear to ear. Behind him, Karen followed him and nodded as the man made his hand into a fist and began to knock the door.

Seven years had not really changed Larry or Karen much. Larry was pretty much the same, except with shorter hair, and no beard to accompany that strange attitude of his. Karen was still the same, her hair now, shoulder length, and still working as a nurse for Caduceus. One would wonder how this odd pair came to last for seven long years, even if they had married two years back.

"I can't believe its been seven years since we last saw him…" Karen suddenly said, looking back at her husband, who stopped knocking to look back at her.

"Yeah…it sure has been a while since any of us last saw him. I just don't know why he disappeared so suddenly after that 'trial'," Karen patted his shoulder, sighing.

"Well, if you had been harassed for something that you didn't do, I'll wager you'll disappear for a couple of years, too, until everything calmed down. I mean, after that everyone started to treat him…badly…" Larry sighed, suddenly recalling the events that led to the disappearance of his old friend. Something had gone terribly wrong during a trial, and he had disappeared from the face of the Earth, with no trace to track him by.

"…Yeah…I guess you are right, baby. Now that the truth is out, though…he should at least come out of his hole, if possible…with everyone feeling guilty and all." He knocked the door again, and waited. A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing a man.

The man that was standing before the couple, wasn't the man they were expecting. He was dressed in black, his sweater and jeans were dark, at least a bit dirty. His white t-shirt seemed brown from dirt too, and that blue beanie he wore just made him be weirder. The man had unshaven face, and was looking back at the couple with half closed eyes. "Well, well…looks who's here," the man said, smiling lazily at them.

"…Umm…hi…sir!" Larry turned to his wife, and whispered, "Who the heck is this guy?" Karen glared at him, and whispered back.

"Does it look like I would know?" She looked around and then asked, "...are you sure this is the place?"

"Of course," Larry whispered. "…unless I got the wrong building…" The Butz looked back at the strange man, who, apparently took no notice of the couple's conversation, as he was looking at the ceiling as if there was something interesting on it. "Umm…excuse me, sir?" Larry asked the man, catching his attention.

"Hmm?"

This guy is intimidating…and weird…Larry thought as he looked at him. "Is…is this the Wright and Co. Law Offices, by any chance?" he asked him. The man put both hands in his sweater's pockets and stared off to his side, an indolent smile on his face.

"Not anymore…" he told him.

"Not anymore?" Karen asked him, as Larry looked back at him, giving him a confused expression.

"Not anymore," the man repeated, still remaining in his position. Larry crossed both arms and looked back at Karen.

"Great! He decides to sell the place when we decide to go visit him! I can't believe he'll sell this place to some hobo!" Karen gasped and hit him gently on the shoulder.

"Larry! Watch that mouth of yours! He'll…" the woman glanced at the man, and was surprised to see him in the same position from before, only taking a hand out of his pocket to scratch his beanie covered head, completely oblivious to the two before him. "…or maybe not."

"So," the man said, catching Larry and Karen's attention once more. "you're looking for the guy that worked in this Law Offices place?" He looked back at them, his hand back safely in his pockets.

"Yeah…you know him?" Larry asked him, mentally adding: Not that you would, you weirdo…

"I might…it depends who you are looking for." His lazy smile turned to a grin, and he leaned against the door jam. Both Larry and Karen looked at each other, and then back at the man, who still was grinning.

"I'm…I'm looking for Ph-Phoenix Wright…do you happen to know where he is?"

"Take a good look, you tell me." Larry blinked at the man's answer.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" The man turned to face the ceiling, his arms crossed over his chest, sighing.

"…you really can't tell? My, I feel offended…" Karen looked over him, one more time, as her husband was blinking in confusion. After a few seconds or so, the nurse gave a gasp.

"N-no way!! Phoenix!?" Larry stopped blinking, and stared at his wife, before he looked over the man. He opened his mouth wide, once he imagined the guy before him wearing a blue suit and with black spiky hair.

"WHA!? NICK!?" Phoenix Wright uncrossed his arms, and turned to face them, laughing cheerfully as he did so.

"About time! Hahaha…I can't believe you two couldn't recognize me…somehow I feel bad about it…but don't let it worry you, I'll get over it eventually. But, where are my manners? Come in, you can't visit someone unless you take the time to bother them in their place, can you?" He stepped away from the door, allowing the two to get in.

Both gasped at the sight, the office was extremely messy. Many objects lay in the floor, a piano at the corner, a pair of sofas, a hula-hoop, a plate of spaghetti with a floating fork on it, and a strange box that was somehow not in the right position, with a blue hat standing in it, or so it appeared. A bookcase filled with books, and some other things lay near the door from where they had entered.

"Whoa, man! What's all this!?"

"Stuff…you want something to drink?" Phoenix asked them, smiling. Karen smiled, and shook her head politely as her husband stared at the mess that was the office before them.

"No, thank you, Phoenix…so how have you been this last few years?"

"I've been good…of course not counting what happened during those troublesome days…" Larry looked down at the floor, remembering when the great Phoenix Wright was accused of forging evidence, how his career went downhill, and how he was seen after that. Everyone saw him as a foolish man, a no-good lawyer that only wanted to win…even Edgeworth didn't want to see the man again, after finding out that this is how he wanted to win his trials.

"And, what were you up to this last seven years, anyway man?" Larry asked him, looking up to meet the eyes of his old friend. "You had half of us worried to death! Maya was one of the lucky ones along with little Pearl to get any calls from you!!" Larry cried, pointing an accusing finger at him. Phoenix only put a hand over his blue beanie and rolled his eyes; that lazy look never leaving his face.

"Well…what can I say? Edgeworth had his alone time for a whole year and no one seemed to complain…"

"YEAH!! For a year, not seven or eight years, man!!" Phoenix laughed, shaking his head.

"Hmm…I guess I broke the record then," he winked at Karen, who had seated herself on one of the sofas. "He's a loud as ever."

"You get used to it…" Karen told him, giving the ex-lawyer a smile.

"Kinda hard to believe you two got married some time ago…well, at least if it had been Larry that had told me that, I wouldn't have believed it." Larry pouted behind him.

"HEY!!"

"Sorry, I couldn't go to your wedding," Phoenix continued, turning his full attention to the nurse, meanwhile ignoring the pouting man behind him.

"Don't let it get to your head, Phoenix. Not many would have been pleased to see you there."

"Well, not everyone, though," Larry said, having finished with his pouting. He spared a glance at the many things in the office, and looked back at Phoenix. "So, what are you doing now? Magic or what?" Larry pointed at the many weird stuff in the room as he said that.

"No…these things all belong to Trucy. They're her working tools for the agency."

"Agency?" Karen asked him, looking a bit confused.

"Yeah…since I'm not a lawyer anymore I opened a talent agency…although it became more of an anything agency, since we accept any kind of person to work with us nowadays."

"Oh, so this Trucy girl works here in the agency with you?" Phoenix nodded back at the nurse.

"Yep."

"So, is she like your new partner or something like that, man?" Larry asked him, taking a seat next to his wife in the sofa.

"You could say that," Phoenix told him, sitting on the other sofa. "we both handle this business, after all…" It took a while for everything to click in Larry's head;of course, not in the way it would have clicked in a normal person's head.

"OH!" Larry cried, grinning like a mad man. "I get it now! Nick, you sly dog!! You already got a girlfriend, right?"

"Nope. She's my daughter." The couple froze at the mention of the word, looking back at the man that still smiled at pale faces. After a while, they finally spoke.

"Your…." Karen began.

"DAUGHTER!?" Larry finished.

"Yeah…so, are you guys sure you don't want anything to drink?"