"If I listen long enough to you

I'd find the way to believe that it's all true

Knowing that you lied straight face

While I cried"

-The Carpenters

Err… Quite bored, so I'll just keep writing. Here's the next chapter! Sorry for being a bit late. It's longer though.

-drops of jelly

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Fourth Turnabout

Miles Edgeworth's House

March 7 12:01 am

"Oh, what brings you here this late?" the dark-haired man stood at his half-open front door, eyeing the woman with a depressed expression who stood in front of him.

"Why are you still awake at this hour Miles Edgeworth?" she looked him from top to bottom. He was wearing a black polo and white pajamas, his hair was dripping with water, and she could smell a distinct pine and cool water scent from him.

"I… couldn't sleep." He replied, looking away.

"I thought those nightmares of your have gone away. What are you afraid of now?" she asked.

He looked at her intently.

"Enough about me. What are you here for?" he opened the door and let her in.

"I… don't really know myself. Now that I'm here anyway, I'll stay for a while." She stepped in and sat down on one of his white sofas.

"How did the date go earlier?" he mixed in some tea leaves in one of the china teapots he collected.

"… The movie was good. It was an action movie… with a bit of romance." She replied, sighing.

Are you really happy with this lonely game we play… the stereo played a soft melody.

"What makes you sigh like that?..." he poured in the hot water.

"Miles Edgeworth… I felt nervous… holding his hand." She pouted off the words.

"…" he smiled endearingly.

"Is that it?"

"Feelings are unbecoming of a von Karma!" she rubbed her cheeks as if to wipe her blushing away.

We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way.. We're lost inside this lonely game we play…

"Okay." He set a teacup of steaming hot fragrant tea in front of her.

"Miles Edgeworth…" she looked down into her teacup.

"What is it Franziska?" he sat down on the couch beside her setting the teapot and cups.

She lay down on his lap, without any word.

"… Is there anything wrong Fran.."

"It's been quite a long time, since we had spent time with each other like this, little brother." She smiled, slowly closing her eyes.

"You're just tired today. That's all." He spoke calmly.

He remembered her when she was younger, and how they studied together and pointed out each other's mistakes, hiding each other's mistakes, comforting each other…

Thoughts of leaving disappear each time I see your eyes…

And he remembered he was about to let her go soon.

"Phoenix Wright is a good man. You'll be fine. You don't have to change yourself. He you really love each other, you'll accept each other." He said.

"Maybe you're right. But someday… If he was really the man for me, I'd like t be able to.. kiss him like lovers would normally do." She mumbled.

"…" he felt his heart break a little there. He knows that she never had her first kiss yet.

"That time will come Franziska." He looked at her peaceful face. He was quite envious about how she could fall sleep soundly like that.

He stroke her pale blue hair softly, then dipped his head to peck at her forehead, like how he did when they were younger… when Franziska needed someone to hold on to, and someone to hold on to her.

He closed his eyes and neared his lips onto her forehead, when the damp fringe of his dark hair ticked her eyelids and cheeks as he leaned closer, and then she tilted her head upper in reaction.

His lips had accidentally pressed onto hers in that one single moment, and he instantly jerked away.

He licked off the strawberry-watermelon flavor of her lip gloss off his lips, then wiped it furiously.

What have I done?... he thought.

She was still asleep on his lap, ever so soundly.

And no matter how hard I try to understand the reason why we carry on this way…

He lifted her slender, little body and carried her to his room. He laid her on his bed, took off her white shoes, and slipped off her blue blazer, then covered her with the sheets and comforter.

He sat on the bed for a moment, and tried to reflect on what just happened.

It was an accident. Yeah, just an accident… but… No. She's always been the sister you've always looked out for Miles. She's just the sister… he thought, trying to comfort his breaking heart.

Miles Edgeworth's House

March 7 8:30 am

"Mmmf.." Franziska smelled the scent of the bed sheets as she fluttered her eyes open, then she realized where she was the whole time.

She got up and checked the time.

"Hmph… He could've driven me home while I was sleeping… Although… it might be too scary then." She mumbled.

She put on her blazer and shoes and stepped out of the bedroom. She climbed down the stairs to find her little brother sleeping like a baby on the white couch in the living room.

"Miles Edgeworth, sleeping in on one morning? Haha. Unbelievable." She muttered.

To her right there then, he looked, dare she thinks it? Cute.

No. As she looked closer, she saw a man in a semi-unbuttoned black polo with rolled up sleeves, sleeping on one folded arm, with closed eyes, yet having a rather sad sleeping expression.

He wasn't just cute to her. She had to admit.. He was heartbreakingly handsome there.

She shook her head and walked to the coffee table, wrote a little note to tell him she left, then went out the door.

Wright and Co. Law Offices

August 25 2:00 pm

"Nick! Today's the day!" Maya hopped cheerfully towards Phoenix.

"Hey! You don't have to make such a fuss, it's kinda embarrassing you know." He smiled nervously.

The doorbell rang. Maya went to get the door.

Phoenix opened it to see Miles Edgeworth, arms crossed, and Franziska von Karma, wearing a shiny gemmed silver ring on her finger.

"I was told that you both are already engaged. Am I hearing the truth, Wright?" Edgeworth tapped his fingers on one arm.

"Just in time Edgeworth! You'd be perfect for the job!!" Phoenix exclaimed, then tapped Edgeworth's shoulder.

"What do you mean, 'perfect for the job'? What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Nick picked you to be his best man, and the Wedding Planner!" Maya said it so excitingly as if she screamed it out.

"W-W-W-Wedding.. P-Planner?!! WHAT?!" If it weren't for his remaining amount of sanity, he would've leaped off the building saying that.

"Miles Edgeworth, Nickie *ehem* and I agreed to this long ago. You'd be the perfect planner. You're the one who knows us the best, so you'd be most suitable." Franziska smirked, placing her hand with the shiny ring on her waist.

"Yeah Edgeworth. You set us up the perfect first date, so, why not plan our whole wedding?" Phoenix laughed.

"No. NO WAY." The same reply he had first when he learned of Phoenix's 'hidden feelings' for Franziska.

"Aww, come on Mr. Edgeworth! You're a smart, reliable friend, that's why Nick and Ms. von Karma picked you!" Maya said.

"… But!" he mumbled, looking at Phoenix's pleading smile, and Franziska's serious face.

"See? They NEED you Mr. Edgeworth!" Maya spoke for the 'couple'.

There was a brief silence.

"…… What other choice do I have." He sighed.

Phoenix placed his arm over Edgeworth's shoulders, Maya shook his hands and Franziska pat his head.

"That's my little brother." She continued to pet him.

"I'm not a canine species, summon Missile instead!" he cried.

"So, let's start scheduling the date, Nickie. The sooner the better!"

"But Frannie, if the wedding comes sooner, it'll be harder for Edgey, err I mean Edgeworth to plan it! Things will be rather rushed." He laughed.

"Oh, that wouldn't be so much of a bother to him, won't it Miles Edgeworth?" she smirked at him.

"… You look like an old couple talking about their grandchildren's wedding." He cleared his throat, about to laugh.

"Well, let's start the planning, shall we?" Maya suggested, bringing out a couple of bridal magazines, and a cake model book.

"Maya, where did you get these?" Phoenix asked, as he took one of the magazines and browsed through them.

"Oh, Sister Bikini lent me these. I had no idea she collected a lot of these magazines! 'I love collecting little picture books from the big city!' she said!" Maya replied cheerfully.

Man.. If this is how everything's going to run, we're in big trouble! Just looking at these magazines is making my face go green… Phoenix thought.

"Nickie, are you alright? *whip*" Franziska tapped him on the shoulder.

"Eek! Yea, sure I am Frannie!" he laughed nervously.

"You both are such an interesting couple." Edgeworth raised an eyebrow as he flipped through another magazine's pages.

"Thank you Miles Edgeworth. I never thought I would actually end up marrying this foolishly foolish fool." She pinched and stretched Phoenix's cheek.

"I'm going to contact a professional planner for this. This idea is crazy." Edgeworth stood up.

"Hey, contact all the people you need, but don't charge it on me! I asked only you to be our planner, so those expenses are outside my own decisions, alright Edgeworth?" Phoenix told Edgeworth.

"I'll do this favor only once Wright, and since it's both of you who asked." He regretfully mumbled back.

"Alright!" Phoenix smiled back.

"Oh look at the time. I shall have to return home and finish up some paperwork." Franziska glanced at her watch.

"I have to get going as well Wright. I'll talk to you again another time." Edgeworth stood up, taking a bunch of magazines.

"Alright. Drive safely." He walked them to the door.

"Oh, before anything else, can I have a short word with you, Frannie?" Phoenix turned to Franziska.

"A minute, Miles Edgeworth?"

"I'll be in the car waiting." He nodded.

Phoenix led her to the kitchenette.

"I knew this talk would come sooner or later… Phoenix Wright." She smirked.

"I knew you would have noticed a long time ago Franziska." His face grew confidently serious.

"What are you really planning? Why are you messing with us like this?..." she glared at him.

"Hey! Easy there!..." he trembled at the sight of her pulling out a brand new whip out of who knows where.

"I will listen to your story before I turn you into human sashimi of course." She raised an eyebrow, grinning.

Yes, she's back to her normal self alright… he sweated bullets.

"I've noticed this for quite sometime. I want the truth from your own lips." He started, crossing his arms, and leaned his back towards a white colored counter nearby.

"What are you driving at Phoenix Wright?" she asked.

This feels like a Magatama interrogation… he begins to see five red trick locks surrounding her.

- Attachment and Attraction -

"You have a certain attachment to him, don't you Franziska?" he shot her with the first question.

"Attachment? Feelings are unbecoming of…" she was cut off then.

"a von Karma?... I don't entirely think so. You yourself have proven it wrong recently." He followed.

"Really?... Then, do you have evidence that I have proven this philosophy wrong Phoenix Wright?" she scoffed.

"I do. In fact, it's easily accessible." He took her hand with the silver ring on it.

Take that!

"You didn't just date because you suspected me… didn't you? You dated me because you considered my feelings."

"Ha, don't flatter yourself." She lied.

"I never do. I've told you that before. What I said was the truth, and you wearing this ring proves it. You could have kept the ring instead you know." He smiled.

*one lock breaks*

"Next. Now that I've proven that you after all are a vulnerable woman inside…"

*whip*

"… Ow… I still say that you are experiencing an attraction towards someone, from before, and even until now." He smirked with confidence.

"That's… That's not possible!" she stammered.

"Why stammer like that if I'm lying?" he asked.

"If you think I'm attracted to someone, then who is this person?" she prompted him for another piece of evidence.

Phoenix takes out a picture from his Profiles, and presents Miles Edgeworth.

Take that!

"M-M-Miles Edgeworth? Are you saying I am attracted to my little brother?" she started to sweat bullets.

"Yes, and I have many ways to prove it. Do I need to present some more evidence?"

"…"

*three locks break*

"You are still hiding something from me. Until now, I know you still have feelings for him, but you've always denied them. I'm guessing these feelings were something you tried to suppress for a long time, am I right?" he continued.

"What makes you say that?!" she barked, starting to feel insecure.

"The way you look at him, and the way you act cold towards him most of the time." He smiled.

"H-How… would you know about so many things about this?!" she asked back.

"I'm not that dumb. I'm Miles Edgeworth's friend, ever since grade school. I know that guy, he's smart, but I think he's an idiot since he can't notice what you're been trying to hide all these years, especially because it's obvious for people like me."

"Mmf…" she bit her lip.

*the last lock breaks*

Unlock Successful

- Attachment and Attraction –

"Saying I have no feelings of attraction towards Miles Edgeworth is a lie. I do admit that he holds a specific place in my heart, and yes I do have a heart." She began to confess.

"When you asked me out, I began to wonder if you really had feelings of attraction towards me, and as I began to date you, I began to feel confused, and panicked. The whole time I was out with you, I wondered how it would be like if he and I were to go out like that."

"At first I thought it was just a normal little girl crush. I ignored those feelings, and little did I know that they grew stronger each year I lived with him. It went to the extent that I'd chase after him, and he would become part of the reason why I continue prosecuting. I even chased him to America… What a fool I truly am."

He listened intently to every word she was saying.

"Now, it seems that even if we are supposed to get married, he has no response. Maybe he doesn't return my feelings after all. All those years of running after him..." She sighed frustratingly.

"That's not true Franziska." Phoenix said, his eyes serious.

"Then can you assure me that he likes me the way I do?" she answered.

"He might, but doesn't know that yet, or maybe he's just like you." He said back.

"Miles Edgeworth… Hiding his feelings… as usual. He never talks about himself. That's what is truly fearsome about that man." She said.

"He's a strong man as well, but he's a good listener though. I'm sure he'll be open enough if you talk to him." Phoenix suggested.

"No… I'm afraid… I might fall… apart." Her eyes were brimming with tears, which she despised the most. She roughly rubbed her eyes on her white puffy sleeve, with an upset expression on her face.

"Alright. Leave this to me Franziska." He smiled.

"I did… from the very start, Phoenix Wright. I wasn't so sure at first but…"

"Now, your only choice to believe in me, and believe in him too."

"… Maybe this is what they call fate." She fluttered her eyes, trying to diminish the irritation from rubbing them earlier.

"I'm going to turn the situation around, I swear!" he smirked confidently at her.

"Like always in court, and even in real life… You don't cease to amaze me." She gave a smug laugh.

"Try your best. I'll do my part too." He walked her to the front and opened the door for her.

"I'll see you another day, Phoenix Wright." She smiled, as she closed the door.

She took the lift down and walked slowly to the parking lot where Edgeworth had been waiting for about fifteen minutes.

"A minute according to your standards is actually quarter an hour? I'll bear that in mind from now on." Edgeworth gave a serious but teasing smirk to her as she got in the passenger seat of his car.

"Let's have the design for the wedding invitations by the end of this week, Miles Edgeworth." She smirked right back at him.

"Yes, Franziska." He drove off the parking lot in medium speed.

Just a little more Franziska... Just a little more. Phoenix looked out the window, then closed the blinds.

to be continued