Disclaimer: Of course I don't own this. It's Copywrighted Capcom(r) not MuzicLov3r. Duh.

'If they knew what I was doing, I would loose my job.' Phoenix Wright though to himself absently. He looked up into his bathroom mirror. His face was reflected, but it seemed older, paler, more tired than usual. With a sigh Wright turned off the water. He put away his first aid kit and rolled his sleeves back down. "I have 30 minutes to get to the courtroom." He left the bathroom to go start his day, as usual, in the courtroom. Sitting on his sink, because he had forgotten to put in away was a razor.

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Phoenix entered Defense Room 2 and was immediately beset by his client, a one Ms. Holly Daze. "Mr. Wright!" the young woman had a lot of energy for someone who was on trial today.

"Ms. Holly Daze." Wright nodded. The mousy-haired woman looked at him curiously.

"You look rather pale, Mr. Wright. Are you feeling okay?"

Wright gave a small half-smile. "Tiredness and pre-court nerves, it is nothing to worry about Ms. Daze."Especially since you should be worrying more about your OWN situation and not my Beleaguered colleagues." Came a sharp baritone voice from behind Phoenix.

Phoenix didn't even have to turn around to know who was talking. "I hope you are backing that up in court, Mr. Edgeworth." he replied as Ms. Daze gave a small bow to the prosecutor of this case, Miles Edgeworth. Phoenix turned to face Edgeworth. Edgeworth looked the same as usual in his maroon suit of incredible gayness, or at least, that's what Larry had called it and now Phoenix always had that idea in his mind, and cravat of death, another Larry idea.

Edgeworth shook his head, "Always, Phoenix, always."

Phoenix raised an eyebrow, then shrugged, "Ah, well. See you in court…Miles." Edgeworth gave Wright a glare at the forbidden usage of his first name. He was about to say something when the bailiff came in and called everyone to court. Phoenix gave Edgeworth a grin and headed to his respective side, Edgeworth rolled his eyes and went to his own side. Court was now is session.

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As always in was a heated battle of Objection!'s and Hold it!'s in the court. Phoenix questioned, Edgeworth countered, Phoenix presented evidence, Edgeworth backed down. Sometimes it was the other way around. By the end however both of them had gotten the truth out, and it was quite devastating. Ms. Holly Daze had in fact killed her Boss, however it was firmly established that it was by accident and her sentence was reduced. Phoenix placed a comforting hand on her shoulder as she was led away, his expression quite sad. Edgeworth was not reveling in his victory, however. It had been quite the sad case. After court had been adjourned Edgeworth immediately headed over to the Defense Room 2 to talk to Phoenix. Something had been a little off today. Phoenix was sitting on the couch in the Defense room, waiting for Edgeworth to actually appear. He did not look up as he heard the footsteps of his rival and friend get nearer.

"Wright?" Came Edgeworth inquiry.

Phoenix looked up. There was no anger, or sadness in Phoenix's eyes which startled the good prosecutor, instead there was a kind of acceptance. This acceptance made Edgeworth ask what he did next.

"Did you know, the truth, I mean, before this trial?" Edgeworth his self had not figured it out until the trial, because of the seeming lack of evidence.

Phoenix nodded. "Yes. She told me herself, the first day I met her."

"Then why did you defend her?" Edgeworth was surprised now.

"Her original sentence was for Premeditated murder, which it wasn't. She wanted me to prove the truth, as you said. Now since I figure that is all you wanted to ask, I shall be going." Phoenix stood up from the couch he had been sitting on and walked toward the door.

Edgeworth blinked then grabbed Phoenix by the forearm. "Hold on."

Phoenix let his breath out in a small hiss. "Yes?" light pain, hardly audible laced the one word.

Edgeworth kept his grip. "…Are you okay with this?"

Phoenix wrenched his arm from the hold. "No, but it's what she wanted. Now excuse me." Phoenix hurried out.

Edgeworth blinked at this reaction. "…Something's not right with Wright." Edgeworth gazed at where Phoenix had disappeared to then he turned to collect his own files and head home. Then he noticed that Wright had left his own file on the couch. Wiles picked it up. Maybe he would pay Phoenix a visit before heading home himself. Maybe…

This was interesting to write I must admit.
R&R.