A.N: to be honest, this idea makes me laugh like crazy. I guess that means it's a crackfic? I'll leave that one up to you. I don't own Phoenix Wright or the characters or rights in any way. If I did, Edgeworth would have confessed his love for Phoenix a long time ago.

"Congratulations on winning in court… again… Wright," Edgeworth said angrily. They'd just gotten out of the courtroom, Nick having proven once again that his client wasn't guilty and Edgeworth losing the case. Nothing too out of the ordinary. Phoenix laughed uneasily. "Well, my client was innocent, Edgeworth!" He exclaimed, rubbing the back of his spiky head uneasily. "it's no big…" he trailed off, eyes widening and jaw dropping.

"What is it, Wright?" Edgeworth snapped. He looked ahead of him to see an elderly woman chatting non-stop to a poor stranger. "Oh… oh no." Edgeworth put his hand to his forehead. "Not her…"

Sure enough, Wendy Oldbag turned around. "Watch your mouth, whippersnapper! I didn't get a job as a security guard here just to… Oh, Edgey-Poo!" She chirped. "There you are!"

Edgeworth had to dodge out of the way to avoid her running at him. "Ugh…" He groaned. Phoenix bit back a laugh. They'd definitely be hearing it now!

"Edgey-poo, oh I've missed you so much! You know that since the last time with Engarde and Juan I haven't been able to keep you off my mind and how wonderful you were for that case and how nice you were to me and that stick of gum and-"

"Hey, Edgeworth," Phoenix started in the middle of her sentence, "What're we gonna do tonight? Dinner?"

"Hmm… dinner sounds good," Edgeworth replied. Phoneix nodded. "Okay, where would you like to…"

"HEY! WHIPPERSNAPPER! Don't interrupt me while I'm talking to Edgey-poo!" Oldbag screamed. Phoenix rolled his eyes. "Sorry, Ms. Oldbag, we were just talking about our plans for tonight…"

"Plans?!" She screeched. It looked as if her eyes would pop out of her head (And Nick wished they would). "You and Edgey-poo have plans?!"

Edgeworth nodded. "Yes, we were going to go out for dinner…"

Her ears perked. Uh-oh, Nick thought. Here we go.

"Edgey-poo, you're so kind to pity this poor excuse for a man and pay for dinner for him! Why, in my day, it was never thought of a man to pay for another man's meal! Honestly, these days some are just too poor to afford food and some handsome kind men like Edgey will have to pay for-"

"Actually," Phoenix interrupted, thoroughly annoyed by now. "We're going out to dinner. Together. He's not paying for my meal, tonight it's my treat."

Edgeworth smirked. Not only was Phoenix angry (which made Edgeworth feel like pinning him down and kissing the anger out of him), but he was offering to pay. He'd have to be really good to poor Nick tonight.

"…" Oldbag was speechless for once. Edgeworth stepped in. "Yes, as a matter of fact, we're dating," he said. Phoenix grinned proudly. Oldbag looked as if she'd explode (again, they both hoped she would). "DATING!?" She roared. LIES! Edgey isn't…"

But Edgeworth just took Phoenix in his arms, dipped him, and planted a heavy, passionate kiss on the defense attorney's lips. Phoenix returned it instinctively and buried his hand in Edgeworth's hair, pulling him closer. Neither of them cared they were kissing in front of a witness. In fact, it would probably solidify their case.

They straightened up, breaking apart. They were both flustered, and walked out, hand in hand.

Oldbag was speechless once again.

"I think we dealt with that rather well," Edgeworth stated firmly. Phoenix laughed. "Yeah, I guess so!"

After all, they say proof is the only thing that matters in court.

A/N: Ehhh, it sucks. And its short. Oh well, review anyway.