Disclaimer: I do not own PW, but if I did, Frannie wouldn't be SO minor a character.

Chapter 11

Dragging himself back from his memories, his hatred for Miles Edgeworth grew. He simply hated the one man who doesn't seem to be erased from his WIFE's memories. Being Klavier, he unconsciously lowered his head to think and his platinum blonde hair covered his face once more like all those years ago.

Miles and Phoenix caught a glimpse of that reaction, they wondered if it was some kind of trick. With this new fashionable German, one can only hope things aren't what it seems.

"Achtung! Brother, you are correct. Aber! (But) Not entirely... She is my fiancée. Ja Zisky?"

At that moment, Klavier had looked up with a more cheerful face, Miles and Phoenix turned to see that Franziska had already arrived at the scene. She had seen Klavier with the similar expression she had seen him years ago.

Inwardly she was a little worried, she knew he was abandoned by his brother and worked to the bone by his family to be perfect like her. She knew that expression, the one side only she saw. She walked towards him, speaking in a more German tone. She did not know how to comfort Klavier, he usually told her what to do.

"Sind Sie ok Vier? (Are you ok Vier?)"

Klavier smirked, he won. She had shown him her concern in front of Miles Edgeworth, his opponent. Miles looked rather surprised, how in the world did she manage to become so soft when it comes to this Blonde German boy?

"Es geht mir gut. (I am fine), besides, didn't liebling say no German?"

Franziska scowled at him, sometimes he was just infuriating. She nodded at Kristoph and he responded as he dragged Klavier away as soon as he could. Klavier just smiled and waved. She sighed in relief when she saw him being cheery once more.

When it came to Klavier, whipping just would not have helped. He brawled his eyes out once because she whipped him when he told her his problems. From then on, she never whips him when he was in such a situation.

"I won't give up..."

Miles Edgeworth had muttered this under his breath, but Phoenix and Franziska had heard it. Funnily enough, only Phoenix seemed to have understood he had meant. Phoenix believed if Miles hasn't given up, why should he? Phoenix nodded at Miles in agreement. Franziska watched the both of them before asking in a rather curious tone.

"Are you planning to recruit Klavier into the gay duo to make a trio?"

Miles and Phoenix looked rather exasperated, they did not know if they should laugh or cry. The girl was so dense with this simple equation, perhaps they may need a word gun and shoot the word into her head.

Make her understand We are in love with you, you silly woman! But then she would scream Foolish fools that knows of nothing else spending foolish time fooling around foolish things!

"But sir, what if they were talking about you?"

Franziska's eye twitched slightly, Phoenix and Miles rolled their eyes. Here we go... They shut their eyes tight ready for any slap and harsh words. Franziska's mind was reeling, she did not know what Gumshoe had meant.

Then logic hits her. There was this big proclamation that she was Klavier's fiancée, then after all that, Miles muttered he would not give up. But! This can be seen the other way, it could be that they were disappointed that such a handsome young blonde wasn't swinging but straight. Could it be true? Was Gumshoe correct for the first time in his living career?

"Franziska von karma, is your logic only reserved for law?"

Miles replied as he looked rather agitated about her being so clueless, Franziska looked like she exploded, because she threw her cap into his face in anger.

"How DARE you question the von karma logic!"

Phoenix who was in awe how her cap was like her whip, it did send a decent amount of pain coursing through Miles's face. Miles frowned too, it seems like they will never get things across to each other. His feelings will never get across to Franziska, he was annoyed and crossed. Why is it that their intellect match and yet the word so simple like I LOVE YOU cannot pass from one mouth to the other's ears.

Was this game of love really illogical that maybe logical people like them both can't understand! Gumshoe seemed to want to shrink away, this was like two of the best students Manfred von karma had a war going on. He wants no part of it. Thinking he should go and perhaps guide the misfortunates away from this place.

Thank goodness, the elite always have a floor all to themself. That is why there is only Franziska and Miles on the west wing of the floor. The other side was empty because there weren't any more people coming in. Best place to have an argument. Phoenix feeling slightly worried about those ears which Franziska has loss interest in hiding, personally, he wants to shrink and run away like Gumshoe, but he couldn't abandon these two.

One his friend and the other... someone he likes. There. He has just admitted it. He likes her, there is no denying the cruel fact that even a man like him could fall in love with a very strong woman.

"... I was NOT talking about the von karma rules... you don't understand what I am trying to say
Franziska. Then again, who am I to think von karmas' understand me?"

Franziska had officially feel slapped, she was mad and sad at the same time. How is it possible, that these feelings can occur at the same time? It just wasn't fair. She was the one chasing after him, and he is sick of her already?

3 years she has been here, hoping perhaps she could one day reunite with the Miles that she cared about. After chasing his shadows, he still constantly abandoned her. This was the worst kind of thing to say to her, being shunned for so long and putting off her wedding just to catch him for him to regard her as an equal and finally be acknowledged was all for naught.

She should have just stayed with Klavier in Germany, forget all her dedication. The Miles she was looking for does not seem to exist within him anymore. Finding for once she could not clench onto her whip she balled her fist as she bit her lip. She looked at Miles before her eyes turned dark blue, those same eyes she had when her mother died.

"You are right. Von karmas' only see perfection in everything they do. Thus, foolish people like you are incomprehensible to Franziska von karma. The prodigy prosecutor. If you excuse me, I have more perfect problems to solve."

To be Cont.