This was a fan-fiction that I wrote in June of '09 and I've decided to dust it off and read through it and clean it up a little. I had originally uploaded this to , and it's still there. Anyway, I was hoping that doing this would put me back in the mood to write. It has, but now I want to write more WrightxEdgeworth fics! Anyway, this has not been beta read, and there's a lot of fluff ahead! Just gone through by me, so any comments, criticisms or critiques are welcome!
I think the inspiration for this was that feeling that you get when you realize you are in love, which I'm pretty sure was inspired by a friend of mine and his tendencies to fall in love hard and fast.
I do not own the characters, nor do I own the lyrics.
"Steady, as it comes,
right down
to you.
I've said it all,
so maybe we're a bliss
of another kind."
~Bliss~ by Tori Amos
Phoenix Wright couldn't shake the funny feeling that was slowly forming in his lower abdomen. He had just sat down with his old childhood friend, Miles Edgeworth, to look over paperwork on a case they had been working on together. They were sitting in one of the courtroom lounges that was deserted, and was mostly out of the way so they wouldn't be disturbed. Phoenix tried to concentrate on the papers in front of him, but the crazy feeling wouldn't go away. It felt like a mixture of butterflies and the same feeling one has when they are going to high on a swing set.
It was then the realization hit Phoenix. As he looked anxiously over at Miles, he realized the source. He swallowed hard as he realized it had been...far too long since he had gotten laid. It just wasn't something at the fore front of his mind. Well, not until he'd seen Iris. But that only brought about insecure feelings. He glanced over at Miles again, trying not to notice how soft his hair looked, or how luscious his lips probably felt. He took a deep breath and returned to his own paperwork. Out of the corner of his eye, Phoenix saw Miles put his fingertip to his mouth and wet it with his pink tongue. Phoenix bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut.
"Wright!" Miles harsh voice brought the defense attorney out of his reverie. "Why aren't you paying attention to your paperwork?"
"I-I...uhh...heh, what're you talking about?" Phoenix said sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. A gesture Miles was all too familiar with his time in court with Phoenix. "I've been reading."
"No, you haven't," Miles scowled. "You have taken to staring at me in fascination, like I am something to eat."
'Oh, little do you know Miles.' Then aloud, "Ah, I have no idea what you're talking about Miles, I do believe you might be a little paranoid." He smirked.
"Hmph," Was all that Miles said as he turned back to reading his own paperwork.
Phoenix had to give Miles kudos for being subtle on his part. How would he know that Phoenix had been staring at him, if he was staring at Phoenix himself? The dark-haired man smiled to himself and rubbed his damp hands on his pants.
"Phoenix Wright!" was all that Miles could yell before Phoenix had him in a lip-lock five minutes later. Miles froze as his mind tried to comprehend what was going on. He couldn't deny that Phoenix's lips were soft, however, it was Phoenix...it was... another man, and that thought alone caused him to push the other away.
"Ohmigoshimsosorry..." The defense attorney turned his head and blushed furiously.
Miles was still having a hard time trying to sort out what happened in his head. He knew it didn't fit with the natural order of things, and Von Karma always told him if he ever felt that way, to leave that situation and never put yourself in it again. He finally cleared his throat and adjusted his cravat.
"I believe we are done here." Miles said flatly as he gathered his paperwork. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Phoenix put his head in his hands. He bit his lip and hesitated. To deny that he had felt something when Phoenix kissed him, would be to lie to himself. He shook his head. What was he thinking? This was his childhood friend. Friends don't do that kind of thing, at least that's what he was taught.
'No, go Edgeworth, before you get yourself caught in something you can't control, and that's what its about, being in control at all times.' Miles finished gathering his things and stood.
"Good day, Wright."
"I'm sorry, Edgeworth." Phoenix's voice cracked and it gave Miles pause at the door of the lounge. This man saved him in court, this man put himself on the line for his friends...
'Miles Edgeworth! You are not worthy of the Von Karma name! Go now before you ridicule yourself even more.' Franziska's voice echoed in his head. The prosecutor took a deep breath, opened the door and as soon as it closed, he leaned back against it.
'Take a chance Miles, what's the worst that could happen?' A new voice rang in his head and he was starting to think he was going crazy. 'You'll have a new friend? There's nothing wrong with that.' The voice of his long dead father. It was advice he had given him when Miles was weighing the pros and cons of Phoenix walk with him to school instead of his father, since they only lived two blocks away.
Take a chance...
In the meantime, Phoenix cursed himself and his untamed libido for even trying to make a move on Edgeworth. He knew better. Miles was a workaholic and stiff...he could only wish...
"Geezus, Phoenix, get your freakin' mind out of the gutter." He growled and pounded his fist down so hard on the small table that he thought it was going to break. He blew out a breath of frustration, and put his head in his hands. It was going to be another lonely night in a hot shower.
When he heard the door click open, he rubbed his eyes and started to gather his paper work.
"I'll be out of here in a second." He said without looking up.
"Please Wright, don't leave."
A startled Phoenix stood as soon as he heard Miles's voice, which sent all of his paperwork flying. A small smile tugged at the corner of the prosecutor's mouth as he noted the goofy surprised look that only Phoenix could have on his face. He shut the door slowly and locked it. Phoenix gasped a little as he watched the other man walk around the couch and set his briefcase down. Miles took a deep breath as he looked into Phoenix's azure eyes. He started to put his hands on each side of the defense's face, but hesitated for a moment as he found himself lost in those beautiful eyes.
"I-I just want to try something..." Miles said in a low whisper and finally rested his hands on Phoenix's face. Phoenix could feel himself start to shake as Miles gradually closed the distance between them. Their hot breaths mingled only for a moment as Miles mumbled, "D-Don't move..." and his lips captured Phoenix's. They were both frozen for a moment, then Miles opened his mouth and lingered his lips just above Phoenix's, then closed them on his bottom lip. The dark-haired man let out a shaky breath through his nose as he tried to steady the heart that was pounding like wild horses in his chest. He parted his own lips as Miles did the same and they stayed like that for a moment. Phoenix's world started to blur as he tried to steady his breathing. Miles's tongue was suddenly on their lips as Phoenix captured it. The prosecutor pulled away only slightly.
"I said don't move." He said breathlessly, then caught Phoenix in the most passionate kiss he had ever experienced. Lust over came him as he put his arms around the slightly taller man and gave into the kiss. Their tongues tangled for dominance as Miles ran his hands through Phoenix's hair. It was softer that what Miles had thought it would be, and softly grabbed a chunk and tilted Phoenix's head up, laying soft, breathy kisses along his jaw and up to his ear.
"Nngghh..." Was the only thing that Phoenix could manage to get out as his blood ran hot through his veins and down between his legs. He pressed himself against Edgeworths body, and the other responded in turn. Miles caught the dark-haired man's lips again, and didn't let go until they ran out of breath. They slowly leaned their foreheads together as they caught their breath.
"My God, Edgeworth," Phoenix said, gasping. "Wh-What changed your m-mind?"
"Someone once told me to take chances in life, I figured I needed to start doing that," Miles answered, as he ran his thumb along the others jaw and sighed. "I'm glad I did now. Thank you."
"Wait," Phoenix pulled back just enough to look into the others gray eyes, which were still clouded with lust. "Why are you thanking me?" He continued as he gestured to himself.
Miles pursed his lips and thought carefully about what he wanted to say.
"I'm thanking you for giving me the opportunity to take the chance that I thought I would never take." He paused to kiss Phoenix lightly on the lips. "I would have never acknowledged the fact that I felt this way about you, if you hadn't taken the first step."
Phoenix was taken a back for a second. 'Miles had...feelings, for me?' Then aloud he said, "How long have you had th-these feelings?"
"I ... honestly don't know," The silver-haired man shook his head. "When ever we were alone in a room for some reason, I could feel some sort of tension between us. But I dismissed it as courtroom tension, and not, well, sexual tension...or even chemistry..."
"Heh, I will admit, that I've always thought you were..." The defense paused to gather his thoughts as he ducked his head, blushing furiously. "Handsome...I've always wanted to touch your hair," He reached up and softly twisted a couple of silver strands between his fingers. "I've always wanted to see if your lips were as soft as I always imagined," He caught the other in a tender kiss. "I've wanted...to touch...you..." Phoenix slowly slid his hand under Miles's cravat and pushed his fingers between the dress shirt and the cool skin underneath. The others breath hitched, when suddenly someone wiggled the door handle. They stepped back from each other, breathing heavily. The door handle wiggled again and a mad pounding sounded at the door. Then Phoenix saw the rarest sight of all, a genuine smile, even a small chuckle, from Miles, and for the first time in sixteen years, he found his childhood friend again.
"Meet me at my car in ten minutes, Wright." The prosecutor said after he gathered himself and straightened his trousers. Phoenix smirked at him.
"Yes sir!" Phoenix affirmed as Miles unlocked the door and nodded at the gentleman on the other side and walked in the direction of his car with a large smile on his face.
