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Rachael Sexton, Apollo's best friend and 'sister' hated only three things in her life. No, not that Apollo was really irritating when shouting of the balcony at five in the morning. No, not the neighbour who drilled a hole in the wall between his bedroom on the other side and hers so he could watch her at night, although she did think the man living next door was strange to say the least. No, it wasn't that pathetic kid down at the local supermarket couldn't count change and no it wasn't because her landlord was an asshole.

One of these things was Phoenix Wright. Her brother Apollo was a respectable, decent man who worked hard to get where he was today. In her eyes, Phoenix Wright was scum, although he had been cleared of all fraud and the fact he presented false evidence, it was what he did today that annoyed her so. The guy was able to get his badge back, so he could quit his god-awful piano playing (if he wanted a real piano player all he had to do was ask Apollo) and get back to the only career he ever succeeded in. But no. Instead, Phoenix Wright sits on his backside and rakes in the cash earned by his fifteen year old daughter and his lawyer prodigy. She couldn't wait until that girl left home and Apollo would finally use his common sense and get out that god damned place.

Mr Wright owed Apollo more than two and a half thousand dollars. For the past three months alone. Where is this money from? The past three cases Apollo had won. Why hadn't he got it? Mr Wright took all of it before it ever reached him, claiming he needed it to fund Trucy's magic equipment. More like pay his groceries and keep himself living the life of luxury while Apollo and her struggled to pay the rent. She and he were practically begging for HIS money.

The second thing that annoyed her was the fact Apollo had no girlfriend. Sure he was a little on the short side and couldn't control his voice too well but other than that he'd be a great partner. He knew how to treat women, keep them happy. He was a romantic at heart really. The third thing was perhaps the most important thing to her personally. She was still studying, training to be a surgeon on young children, which took a heck of a lot of learning. When she arrived home, she loved nothing more to watch a little bit of television enjoying a good meal (usually made by Apollo – the better cook). Then she loved to just chill for a while. Not much to ask really. She hated no wait…detested with a passion when some inconsiderate sod rang in this time.

Today was one of those days. Always when he's in the shower… she sighed.

"Hello?" She waited for the reply.

"Um…hi" The voice replied timidly. "I uh hope I have the right number…I'm looking for Apollo Justice?"

"Huh? Oh of course. Just hang on a sec." She covered the mouthpiece of the phone. "Apollo! Hurry up! Someone's on the phone for you." She held the phone back to her ear. "He's coming."

"Thanks…" The voice seemed a little more, comfortable now.

"Say…I don't recognise your voice. Who are you?"
"My name's Ema Skye. I'm a friend of Apollo's."

"Ah the detective who works under Klavier Gavin? The one who wants to be a forensic scientist?" She was sure she was thinking of the right person.

"Yeah that's me."
"Well I'm Rachael." Apollo emerged. "Here's Apollo."

"Hi Apollo." Ema smiled as she said his name.

"Hey Ema." He seemed shocked to hear from her but happy.

"I tried your cell first, you wouldn't pick up." She mentioned. "Anyway, are you busy tonight?"

"No not really why?" Apollo pushed Rachael so she would shuffle up on the couch.

"I want to know if you'll come to dinner with me. But…" Suddenly she went quiet. "Is your bike still road worthy? Does it have fuel?"

"Yeah."

"Then I'd like you to take me on your bike…if that's ok of course."

"Are you asking me on a date?" Apollo asked sceptically, at the mention of the word 'date' Rachael stopped her sulking and listened in

"I wouldn't call it that..." She mumbled shyly. "Are you going to be a gentleman and say…"
"Yes." Apollo finished her sentence before her. "That's my answer."
"R-really!" She almost yelled. "O-okay, what time should I be over?"
"You know where I live?"

"Uh-huh."

"Alright, let's say about an hour, that alright?"

"Ok!" The line went dead.

"So…you never told me you had a girlfriend…" Rachael smiled slyly.
"I don't have a girlfriend."

"So why are you going on a 'date'?" She recited the final word.

"It's not a date. We're going out with her sister and her partner too." He lied. "I guess I wont be going out with you and Gemma tonight then."

"No problem." Rachael was already getting ready to go out with her friend Gemma. "Well, I'll be going soon." She kissed his cheek. "Be good ok."

"What do I look like? A dog!?" Apollo screeched.

"Who's a good boy?" She teased patting his damp hair. "Call me if you want anything!"

-x-x-

She'd dressed in a pair of jeans and a pink t-shirt. Apollo had said yes to her invitation. He was the only person she could invite at such short notice, after all this was supposed to be Lana's dinner reservation only she didn't want it. She fastened the heart shaped necklace around her neck before walking out to Apollo's apartment.

His apartment block was a lot nicer than Ema's. After asking the doorman which way to his apartment she found herself afraid to knock on the door. She tapped it once, but it was enough to alert Apollo.

"Hey!"

"Um…hiya." She smiled nervously before he let her in.

The living room was an amazing sight for Ema. A contrast to her hellhole she shared with her sister, there was plenty of space.

"Take a seat. I just need to make a phone call." Apollo offered her a place on the couch before rushing off into his room.

"What do you want Apollo?" Rachael seemed surprised to hear from him so soon.

"Can Ema borrow some of your bike gear; she's not going to be able to fit in mine is she?"

"Sure. Tell her to take it to work with her tomorrow then you can take me to collect it."

"Thanks sis."

-x-x-

She felt uncomfortable at first in the gear. She felt restricted and claustrophobic as he helped her adjust the helmet. She looked cute in the pink and black leather jacket and bike jeans with the bright pink helmet – well cute to Apollo at least. He told her what she had to do and took her around the block just so she could get used to it.

She turned out to be a damn good passenger, much better than Rachael in some aspects. Ema although had a habit of clinging too tight to the boy.

"Well here we are." Ema removed her helmet as she slid down from the machine. "That was fun."

"Glad you thought so." Apollo slid off as well, in a much more graceful manner than that of Ema's tumbling. "Oh crap…" He noticed the distinct marking on the bike next to his.

"What?"

"The bike…" He pointed to the purple bike with the familiar 'G' shape on it.

"Oh for god sake! How the hell does this fop know what I'm doing all the time!?" She screamed, kicking the back wheel of the bike. "I'm gonna give Mr Gavin a piece of my mind when I see him!"

A moment of inspiration struck her as Apollo chained his bike up.

"Say…do you have any more bike locks?" She asked as she looked into the small 'boot' under the seat.

"Yeah why?" Part of Apollo sensed what she was going to do.

"One that can't be sawn off or unlocked without a key?" Apollo nodded. "Hehe I'll teach the fop." She whispered her plan into his ear.

"I like it Ema." He noticed that the lock already on the bike was very thick and pulled out one of his other locks. He fastened it beneath the first lock and through the wheel of the 'hog' before locking it tight. There was no way Klavier could leave with his bike now unless he realised Apollo had the keys. What are the odds of that? Apollo chuckled.

Ema had explained the real reason why she had invited him to dinner, although he sensed that she was lying even though it was only a little. He didn't press her; instead he enjoyed his meal and continued the conversation that they had engaged in, in the coffee shop. Throughout their time they had seen Klavier but luckily he hadn't seen them. He was sat at the bar flirting with the waitress.

Ema was engrossed by Apollo as he spoke, his features looked much more handsome in the dim light and she began to notice little aspects about him that made him sexier. This isn't a date, isn't a date, isn't a date! She recited in her head. He had noticed how much she was staring and couldn't resist looking into her unique eyes, which he noticed glimmered whenever Klavier wasn't around. Tonight though, her eyes shone brighter than normal.

When they had left, Klavier was sulking by his motorbike, surrounded by the other three bikes parked up. Both Apollo and Ema made sure to put their helmets back on before leaving the restaurant. They then rode off into the darkness together.

"Thanks for tonight." She said bashfully as she removed her helmet. "I'll make sure I'm in on time tomorrow so Rachael can get her stuff." Apollo removed his helmet too and kicked the bike on to its stand before sliding off of it.

"Hey, no problem. I…uh….had fun tonight." Ema didn't realise it but she had stepped closer to him, closing the gap between them.
"Me too." She whispered. Apollo instinctively leaned in to kiss her only to be disturbed by a deranged old woman.

"Hey you! Switch that bike off you fucking loon! Some of us are trying to sleep!" The call came.

"Oh fuck off you crazy old bat!" Ema yelled back up to the woman on the third floor.

Shit…she had to ruin it. He was so close to kissing me! I'm so gonna… It took a while for her brain to catch on. OH MY GOD! He's kissing me! She hadn't realised, Apollo who was understandably a little nervous now had pulled her back into his embrace and left her lips tingling with the residue of his kiss.

"Have a pleasant night now Ema." He smiled as he climbed back onto his bike. He rode off and left her there, her mind reeling and her lips tingling.

"I'll be having pleasant dreams tonight…that's for sure…" She whispered to herself as she made her way to her apartment.

Kissing each other had answered so many questions for the pair. For Apollo, it eased his worries that he was giving Ema the wrong impression when he stared the way he did at her. For Ema it made her feel safe, just him and her against the world. For both of them, it proved their admiration was mirrored by the other and that their love was genuine. Even if the had only kissed once…