Objection?

'Katelin, are you sure you don't want any coffee? It's on the house, you know.' My uncle Robert looked at me pleadingly.

I had been having a headache all morning and he thought coffee would help. Actually he thought coffee helped with everything.

'It's always on the house Uncle Robert.' I told him, winking. I gave in though, like I always did.

He grinned and gave me a cup of steaming hot coffee with a hint of chocolate flavour, my favorite. I thanked him and walked up to my seat in his cafe. It wasn't actually my seat, I mean my name wasn't on it or anything, but it was the place I normally sat at when I visited my uncle in the cafe.

Uncle Robert was a great guy. He took care of me after my parents died, even though he'd been fighting with my father for years. He told me how I was 'an angel straight from heaven, forced to go through hell' at least several times a week. In response I would just smile and roll my eyes. My childhood hadn't been easy, I had to admit that, but I wouldn't have called it hell.

I took out my phone and looked at the display as I took a sip of my coffee. I burnt my tongue, like I always did and laughed at myself.

I was about to take my coffee and head to the courthouse when the bell sounded, like it always did when someone came in.

I looked up and saw a tall guy, about 5 foot 11 I guessed. His hair was a grayish black, along both sides of his face. He looked handsome and as his gray eyes scanned the room I did the same, wondering what he would see.

There were several women watching him, young and old. I chuckled and shook my head, they probably never saw someone like him in here. Not that I did. The guy looked a bit too refined to be in a cafe like this, he probably needed his coffee fix badly.

I had to smile at my own joke as I got up with the coffee in my hands. Uncle Robert was helping the guy and I couldn't help it, I just had to cut in to say goodbye. Even if it was just to measure this guy's reaction. I walked to the other side of the counter and grabbed an apple from the pile he had. I would eat that on my lunch break, it wouldn't be enough but I would worry about that later.

'Bye Uncle Robert. Thanks for the coffee!' I said with a brilliant smile, kissing his cheek and shooting a last glance at the direction of the new customer before turning around and stalking off to the courthouse.

The guy followed me all the way down the street. Not literally, but in my head.

His gray eyes had looked at me, filled with all kinds of emotions. Some people might've seen a glare, but there was something behind that glare and for some reason I wanted to find out what it was. I was being stupid, I sighed and crossed the street quickly.

Walking alongside the dance studio I danced at made me smile, I would have time for that tonight. Right now I had class to go to. The large building of the courthouse didn't frighten me. Instead I felt a strange sort of excitement settle in the pit of my stomach. I practically ran up the stairs to get inside. The main hall was grand, people walking everywhere, but I noticed a small group of students in the far corner and walked towards them happily.

'Kate!' Poppy almost shouted, giving me a hug instantly. 'It's great to have you back, I missed you.' She whispered. I smiled at my best friend when we were apart again.

I'd been away for a while, personal business. My mother had a small estate outside of the city and the government wanted to know if I would sell it or not. I had to go take a look and see what it was. I chose to sell it to an elderly couple that had known my mother, they seemed very happy with it. I had to take all the stuff out though, that took me a while. But I was back now and the whole class seemed happy to see me again.

'Ok class.' A low voice said from our right. We all turned towards our professor, Dr. Tonsten, and he seemed to be counting us, his lips moving without any sound escaping them.

'Everyone seems to be here. I'm glad. Today you will hear from a real prosecutor how it works in court. Mr. Miles Edgeworth here will show us.' He gestured next to him where a tidy looking man stood. The same man from the cafe I soon realized when his eyes met mine and they widened in surprise for just a second.

He quickly composed himself and greeted us with a curt nod. 'He was the youngest prosecutor even to set foot in a courtroom and has made quite a name for himself during his many cases.'

A classmate of mine raised his hand. 'Yes Mr. Porter?' The professor asked.

Leo looked at Edgeworth, 'Is it true you lost your first case to Phoenix Wright?' He asked. I knew Leo knew the answer to his question, he was just trying to evoke a reaction from this guy.

Edgeworth didn't seem fazed and I had to give him credit for that. Instead the guy locked eyes with Leo, 'I didn't lose it to Mr. Wright, Mr. Porter.' The way he said Leo's name and the cold glare he gave him made Leo shiver. 'I lost it to the truth.'

He looked over the group, daring us to ask another question. Everyone kept quiet and I couldn't refrain from smiling at that fact. He saw it and something entered his eyes, was it a twinkle of amusement? I must've imagined it because he was looking at us coldly all over again within a second.

'Now if you would follow me. I have an appointment in the afternoon.'

I smiled all the way to the courtroom, Poppy looking at me curiously. Poppy had been in my class ever since our first year at law school. We became friends instantly. She was a happy girl, just like I was most of the time. We could laugh for hours on end together, or talk seriously. We knew each other well, and right now she saw something was up with me. She didn't ask however, probably saving it for after class.

When we arrived in the courtroom everyone was staring around them with wide eyes. They hadn't been here before. I, however regretful I am for it, have been. It made memories return and I gritted my teeth. Seeing my aunt, Robert's wife, on the witness stand. Stating that the guy in front of her, the defendant, had done it. That he had killed my mother and father. I knew the guy hadn't done it and tried to tell everyone else that but no one would believe me.

I pushed away the memory and focused on what Edgeworth was saying instead. I caught him looking at me but he looked away too soon to know if he had just been passing by my face in the process of addressing the group or not.

He told us a bunch of things that happened in the courtroom. Of what importance a witness' testimony is and the evidence presented at a cross examination. I listened, but not because it was new information, it wasn't. I listened because for some reason I liked the sound of his voice. I liked to hear the passion in it as he talked about what he loved to do.

When he was done and we turned around to leave I heard my classmates mutter about how cold he had looked and sounded. I couldn't believe them, he hadn't sounded cold at all! Or was I the one mistaken now.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes at the returning headache. It had gone for a moment, I guess I was too busy doing other things.

'You ok Katy?' Joshua, a boy from my class, asked as he draped an arm around my shoulder. I stopped walking and glared at him.

Joshua was a player. He acted the same around any girl he thought was beautiful, which was pretty much everyone. He wasn't a really good friend of mine, just a classmate, and right now I wasn't really in the mood to play along with him like I sometimes did.

'If you get your arm off me, I might actually be, yes.' He chuckled softly but didn't move. I was about to duck out from under him when someone cleared his throat behind us.

'You are in a court of law here, son. You would do better following the rules.'

It was Edgeworth. He was glaring at Joshua coldly. Gesturing for him to let go of me.

'Oh please.' Joshua scoffed, letting go of me and taking a step forward.

'You're hardly any older than me, who are you calling son?' In a way he was right. Edgeworth couldn't be more than 26, which was two years older than me and just one year older than Joshua. Joshua was built a lot bigger than Edgeworth though, after years of being in the football team, or so he always told everyone. The way Edgeworth stood there, unfazed by Joshua's appearance, made Joshua narrow his eyes.

'Physically I might not be much older, but mentally I'm far ahead of you.' Edgeworth said cockily. I would've laughed if Joshua wasn't getting really angry and ready to hit him.

I spun around, frantically looking for Poppy. She noticed me just in time as I beckoned her to come over. She came over, a questioning look on her face. I pointed behind me and she understood immediately.

'Joshua!' She said cheerfully, 'Come on! I want to go see the other courtroom!'

Poppy was a beautiful girl and she knew it. She used her charm on everyone, and with her blonde hair and blue eyes she was the perfect girl. Joshua was taken in by her, for a moment forgetting the cold prosecutor in front of him.

'I'll be right there.' He said after recovering.

'Nohoo!' Poppy whined. 'Now.' Joshua seemed to be weighing his options, but after shooting one more threatening glare at Edgeworth, he turned around. It was futile to try and argue with Poppy once she knows what she wants.

'What the future of this courtroom will look like..' I heard Edgeworth mumble. I turned around towards him with an accusing gaze. 'Don't insult my friends.' I told him. He narrowed his eyes.

'They weren't even listening to my whole explanation, nor did they ask questions. I find that a bit of a disappointing future representation.'

I laughed at this and he looked surprised. Taking him in fully for the first time. He really did look refined. He had a black suit and tie, white shirt that seemed to have come straight from the dry cleaners. Finally with the matching black shoes he seemed to be ready for the fanciest party of the year. Not that the 'fancy' look didn't suit him, but I was wondering now what he would look like in everyday clothes. If he even had any.

'Maybe you scared them off after the first question asked.' I countered.

He seemed to ponder this for a moment. 'If I did, they don't even deserve to be in the courtroom. No offense.'

I laughed again, 'None taken. You're right, they are cowards.'

I smiled meaningfully at him, 'But your stare is really quite cold and scary.'
He didn't know what to say for a moment and I laughed again.

'Don't worry Mr. Icy stare, I'm sure they'll forget about it during our day out in the city. They're a bunch of kids in that area.' Again I thought to see a glimpse of amusement in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly enough so that I couldn't be sure.

'Oh well, I gotta go now. Maybe I'll see you at the cafe tomorrow as well.' I winked, teasing him a bit and putting him off completely right before disappearing back to the group.

Maybe somewhere deep inside I was actually hoping he would come, I never had expected him to actually show up though.