As I mentioned on my profile, I'm going to start a long-chaptered and intensely romantic fic! This chapter will give slight spoilers for the end of games 1 through 3, but I doubt it'll be a big deal. Please enjoy! (And I'll make sure to keep this author notes short, too.)

"Nick, what a gorgeous day!" Maya looked out the window of the Wright and Co. Law Offices. It was moderately cloudy outside, with a slight breeze blowing. "For watching TV, that is!"

She ran back to the couch where Pearl was seated on one side, and Phoenix was dozing off on the other. She frowned. "Aw! Nick wasn't even listening!" She shrugged it off and grabbed the TV remote to start her afternoon Steel Samurai marathon.

After watching for 2 hours, Maya started to feel cold. She turned to one side of her, and saw Pearl sleeping peacefully, while Phoenix, on her other side, was asleep still. Maya raised one eyebrow and grinned. Too lazy to grab a blanket, she quickly but carefully snatched Phoenix's blue jacket away from his sleeping torso. Putting it on immediately, warmth flooded into her. She was grateful it was large on her, so she completely wrapped herself in it. She took a sniff of the cloth, and nostalgic tears rimmed her eyes.

It smelled like... Phoenix. She completely forgot about the Steel Samurai fighting the Evil Magistrate for the umpteenth time and thought about her own samurai. Phoenix was there when Mia died, and he was the one to pull her out from the darkness of being alone. He had saved her many a time. She remembered the first time she found herself in his embrace, and this very scent comforted her and made her feel safe and at home. This very scent enveloped her when she had to leave for training, after he had saved her from De Killer's clutches, and when she had triumphed in getting her body back from Dahlia. His scent was the very sign for home.

"You havin' fun there, Maya?"

A male voice interrupted her thoughts. Maya looked to her left, finding someone none other than Phoenix, smirking smarmily at her. She smirked back. "Why, yes, yes I am, actually. Got a problem?"

Phoenix sighed with defeat. "I can never get you off-guard. Why do you always have a comeback ready for me?"

She smiled proudly. "Of course! If I didn't, then I wouldn't be Maya Fey, then, would I?"

"Yeah, I suppose so." He nodded. "Want dinner? I'm assuming you're hungry."

"Thanks for the offer, but we have a feast back at the village today, so I won't want to miss out on that." She hopped up and down in her seat excitedly.

Phoenix sat straight up. "Free food? You don't think I can come, can I?"

Maya laughed and shook her head. "Nope. Village-exclusive." Her smile turned into a smirk. "You're such a cheapskate, Nick! Mooching off me for free food!"

He looked at her with complete disbelief. "Are you kidding me, Maya?! YOU'RE the one mooching off ME for free food!"

She laughed again. "Oh, come on, Nick! You know I'm just kidding!" She turned to the sleeping child next to her, gently waking her up. "Pearly... Pearly... We gotta go home now!"

Pearl woke up, still groggy. "Huh? Okay, Mystic Maya." She got up and put her slippers on, ready to leave. "Goodbye, Mr. Nick! We'll come back tomorrow!"

"Bye, Nick!"

"Bye, Maya. Bye, Pearls."

"I wonder what Maya was doing with my jacket..."