New chapter after 2 years! I'm so sorry to everyone who is still reading this after the 2 years... I also worship you! I really hope you enjoy!
April 1, 2019
2:30 PM
Prosecutor's Building
12th Floor Hallway
"So tell me about this... boyfriend of hers, Detective" Miles asks jealously.
"Uh... I don't really know much about him, sir. All the girls seem to like him... like Kay... and Maggey..." Gumshoe pouts.
"Wonderful..." Miles replies. He just hopes to God that Franziska isn't with him in her office right now. "I need to talk to her alone, Detective. That'll be all."
"Yes sir! Me and Kay will be down in the lobby whenever you need us." Gumshoe says before running off.
(Should I knock? No... she wouldn't let me in if she found out it were me. She'll be upset if I don't though... But I can handle a whip lashing... But... what if her boyfriend is in there...? I'm sure I can handle him. But it would be rather rude...)
"Edgeworth!"
"...Wright?" Miles turns around to see his two good friends.
"Hey, Mr. Edgeworth. Detective Gumshoe told us you were coming back today! I'm only gonna be in town for another week, so me and Nick wanted to see if you could hang out."
"Isn't your office the next one...?" Phoenix questions.
"Yes... this is Franziska's office... I need to-"
"Cool! Let's ask if she wants to hang out too!" Maya excitedly opens the door to reveal Franziska von Karma in the arms of Adrian Andrews.
"Oh..." Adrian blushes as she pulls away from Franziska.
Phoenix and Maya stare from Adrian to Franziska with wide eyes and embarrassment. Miles stands in the doorway with a look of confusion and heartbreak mixed together.
"Graaah! Foolish fools!" Franziska yells.
CRACK
CRAAAACK
CRAAAAAAACK
The three of them get the lashing of a lifetime.
"Franziska! It's okay!" Adrian tries to stop her. Phoenix and Maya leave a puff of dust as they sprint towards the nearest elevator to avoid any more lashes. Miles continues to stand there in confusion.
"Franziska... Ms. Andrews... I just wanted to... get my keys." Miles says hesitantly. Franziska still red with embarrassment grabs the keys off her desk and throws them at him.
"...I'll... see you tomorrow..." Miles leaves without a second glance, and Franziska slams the door. He starts to walk towards his office but stops at the bench in between, unable to process the broken feeling that fills his chest. After a brief silence, he picks himself up and locks himself in his work for the next few hours.
"I'm so sorry, Franziska... I don't know what came over me... I... I like you... and I had a feeling you liked me too..." Adrian says sheepishly. Franziska still red with embarrassment can't look Adrian in the eyes.
"You... need to go... I'm sorry" Franziska mutters under her breath.
"O-okay..." Adrian replies as the heavy feeling in her chest returns. She walks out quietly and leans against the door after it is shut.
April 1, 2019
2:37 PM
High Prosecutor's Office
Room 1201
(Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Graaaahhh! What is going on with me?! Why didn't I stop her? Why did I reciprocate? Why was Miles there?!)
BEEP
BEEP
Franziska rarely receives text messages. It is even more unusual for her to actually read one.
(Miles...?)
Hey Franziska, how are you?
(Foolish fool!)
Franziska throws her phone down and barges into the neighboring office.
"Why are you sending me foolish text messages when I am next door, you fool?!"
"...I... didn't want to disturb you... and Ms. Andrews" Miles replies.
"I asked her to leave... What... What did you want anyway?"
"I simply... asked how you were... What's... new?" Miles asks awkwardly.
"S-stay out of my business, fool. It's none of your concern... How was Zheng Fa?"
"Justice was served. As it should. I returned as soon as possible."
"For what foolish reason? I've handled all of your cases perfectly while you were away."
"For tomorrow..." Miles almost whispers.
(He... remembered...)
"What about it? I have work and a very busy schedule" Franziska replies.
"I know... I meant after work. 20 years old is something to celebrate."
"Hmph... Beat you by 7 whole years."
"Yes you did... Would you like... Ms. Andrews to join us?" Miles asks.
"Join us for what, fool?"
"I'm... taking you out for your birthday, Franziska. I've already made reservations, but I could make them for three if you'd like..."
"We'll see if I have time..." Franziska proceeds to leave his office when she stops suddenly, "Thankyou... Miles"
"You're welcome, Franziska."
April 1, 2019
5:30 PM
Franziska's Home
RING
RING
RING
(4 missed calls. All of them Adrian Andrews... What did I get myself into?)
RING
RING
RING
"Foolish phone!"
CRACK
"...Hello? ...Franziska... can we talk? are you there? Hello?"
Franziska quickly runs to hang up the phone.
(I am Franziska von Karma. Surely a mere kiss is not able to have such an effect on me! Sigh... I need... rest.)
...
...
...
"Franziska! ...Franziska!"
"Yes father?" a 13 year old Franziska answered.
"Where is the boy?!" Manfred yelled.
"Yes sir?" 20 year old Miles walked up calmly.
"You've kept me waiting boy. Collect your things. We are off to America again tomorrow."
"Yes sir..." Miles replied.
"Hmph... sooner or later father will see that I'm the one he should be taking to America. I already have a subordinate. Klavier Gavin!"
"Yes meine liebe!" Klavier ran up obediently.
"That's great, Franziska" Miles left to his room paying no attention to Franziska... again.
"I should give you a guitar lesson for all the school lessons you've been giving me" Klavier offered.
"The electric guitar is a foolish instrument! I am teaching you the ways of a Prosecutor. Not a musician!"
PIANO PLAYING
"Who's that?" Klavier asked.
"Miles... He's just being... foolish. Now... dispose of your guitar and get your books out, fool."
CRACK
Klavier ran to get his books like a good von Karma student. Franziska decided to observe Miles's playing.
"Hey Franziska... who's your friend?"
"What are you talking about, fool?" Franziska turned around to see the blonde woman behind her.
"Hey Franziska..." Adrian greeted.
"Adrian Andrews. W-What are you doing here?!"
"Franziska! Who is this woman?" Manfred questioned.
"She's... a friend... father... from America"
"Just a friend, Franziska?" Miles laughed
"You would soil your family name to be with a woman?"
"No father! Never... I-"
"But... don't you want to be with me, Franziska" Adrian asked.
"Yes... but..."
"Yes?!" Miles was surprised by this answer.
"You are no longer a von Karma, girl! My successor will be passed down to the boy. Is that want you wanted?" Manfred yelled.
"No father! I am a von Karma! Please!"
The doors to the von Karma mansion were suddenly shut and locked in front of her.
"NO! FATHER! ...MILES!"
*gasp* *gasp*
(Ugh... what time is it? ...11:23 PM I need to... figure this out...)
Franziska starts up her car to have the conversation she's been avoiding all day.
April 1, 2019
11:57 PM
Adrian's Apartment
KNOCK
KNOCK
"Ms. An- ... Adrian?"
KNOCK
KNOCK
KNOCK
"Adrian Andrews!"
"...Franziska... it's almost midnight... is... everything okay?" a sleepy Adrian answers the door.
"...May I come in?"
"Of course..." Adrian, still in her work clothes, leads her to the living room. "I'm still... so sorry about earlier... That was crossing a very fine line, and I won't... do that again."
"It's okay, Adrian Andrews. I didn't exactly... stop you" Franziska admits reluctantly. "...So... You like me... romantically?"
"No... well not if... erm... you don't... then no. But if... you do... but of course you don't" Adrian babbles on.
"Adrian Andrews, stop your foolish babbling."
"I'm sorry..."
"I can't say that I don't. But a von Karma would never... partake in... whatever that was..."
"...a kiss?" Adrian asks confused. "That wasn't... your first kiss... was it?"
Franziska just turns away.
"O-oh my gosh... Franziska I'm so sorry! I had no right to take that from you... I just... I thought you were with Klavier"
"It was supposed to be an arranged marriage, and I was interested in him as a child. Pairing a Gavin and a von Karma was simply... smart. Until he became a musician that is... My father wouldn't allow it after that."
"Is that why you left him?"
"No... actually. I left him to come to America. Where I lost to Phoenix Wright, got shot, and... met you..."
A blush started to form on Adrian's cheeks. "Franziska... why did you come here?"
(To tell you off for kissing me... or to kiss you again... Grahhh!)
"I don't know exactly. Which is foolish. I should always know my intentions." Franziska started to wrinkle her sleeve.
"In all honesty, I was afraid you would whip me for the first time after... that"
"I wouldn't whip you, Adrian Andrews. You're not that foolish..."
(W-why has this woman possessed me to be... nice?)
"I'm glad... Franziska." Adrian tries to hide a smile. "...Would you like to stay here tonight? I wouldn't want you driving home tired. Of course I wouldn't bother you. Maybe we could just... talk... until we fall asleep?"
(I don't talk very well... or listen for that matter)
"I'm not sure that would be appropriate. I have nothing to talk about."
"Well... we still don't know much about each other. You know? My life before Celeste and yours before you came here."
"What is the point of this foolish chat?"
"Just to... get to know each other. We're still friends right?" Adrian bites her lip.
(Friends don't kiss each other unexpectedly...)
"Yes... of course. You may... begin talking. I'll try to listen."
The two exchange little remnants of their pasts, although Franziska listens more than talks. She still tries to piece together what it is that draws her to this... woman.
April 2, 2019
6:35 AM
Adrian's Apartment
(Wha-where am I? What is this thing?)
Franziska finds a warm blanket draped over her as she lay on the couch.
"Oh... hey. You looked cold last night. Coffee?"
"I don't drink coffee... only tea... I should be getting to work."
"Okay... umm... are you busy after work?"
"...Yes actually. It's... my birthday today."
"What?! Oh... Happy Birthday Franziska. You never told me" Adrian says wide-eyed.
"T-thankyou. No need to give me an additional present. The riding crop is beautiful."
"Where are you going for your birthday? ...Is someone taking you somewhere?" Adrian asks with a hint of jealousy.
"Miles wants to take me to some restaurant."
"Oh... your erm little brother right?" Franziska had revealed to her a little bit about her family the previous night.
"Yes... he... offered to make the reservations for 3... in case you'd like to join us."
"Oh... I'd love to. What time?"
"I'll pick you up at 6, Adrian Andrews, but I must leave now. I'll see you then."
"Bye Franziska... Last night was... nice" Adrian smiles.
"It was... Until later, Adrian Andrews"
April 2, 2019
6:58 AM
High Prosecutor's Office
Room 1202
"Miles!" Franziska yells as she barges in.
"You're always welcome in my office uninvited, Franziska" Miles replies sarcastically. He looks up to smile at her "...Happy Birthday"
"Make the reservations for 3 tonight. Adrian Andrews will be joining us."
"So I take it you two... are involved?" Miles questions.
"None of your business fool." Franziska starts to stomp out of his office. "...Thankyou Miles"
"That's twice in a year... must be a new record. What's turning you so nice, Franziska?" Miles chuckles.
"Grrrr!"
CRACK
Miles doesn't even flinch as he feels the sting of her whip. "I'll see you tonight, Franziska."
This is sooooooo not how I planned this story initially. Anyways I'm sure I'm gonna have some angry reviews about what's been going on lol. Please be patient. This story is not over yet!