Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in like a week. I have AP tests and exams and math and ahhhh and trips to Indiana and more ahhh.

Fun fact: Even though half the stuff I write is romance, I've never had a real boyfriend. Although... Well... Let's not get into that. Let's just say my love life is exciting XD

Enjoy! :D

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I'd heard that Robin Newman had finally become a prosecutor, so I was walking through the Prosecutor's Building trying to find her new office. Of course, I'd managed to get really lost. Currently, I was walking down a long hallway with lots of doors, listening for shouting. Unfortunately, not even my ears could pick up her voice. I stopped and closed my eyes, listening for any kind of sound. I could hear papers rustling, an open window, a noisy fan… Is that a guitar?

I walked towards the sound of music until I was standing in front of a door. I closed my eyes again, and I listened to the sweet sounding melody.

Look at me now

I was so strong but now I'm weak.

I felt so free but now my hands are bound

I've done everything I've always done

So how am I different now?

I sat transfixed by the beautiful sound. I didn't recognize the voice, but I could tell they were a male. I felt an urge to knock on the door, but it didn't seem like a great idea. The only thing that kept me from leaving was the overwhelming amount of sadness I could sense.

Look at you now

You used to smile, and it felt so sweet.

You were so happy, with the world to gain.

But you've changed in every way for me

So how are you still the same?

Before I was entirely aware of what I was doing, my hand had silently turned the doorknob. A man sat in the corner of the room, cradling a guitar in his lap. He was watching his own fingers, completely unaware of his audience. I vaguely remembered him. Prosecutor Gavin, was it?

"Are you ok?" Widget bleeped.

Oops.

I heard a hand hit his guitar, immediately stopping the music. "I wasn't aware that I had visitors."

"I'm really sorry I was walking through the hall and I heard music playing and it was really pretty and-"

"You could hear me?"

"Uh, yeah."

"I have this room soundproofed."

"I have really good hearing."

"Ach, you're Fraulein Cykes, ja?"

"Ja," I replied with a grin.

"I suppose that makes sense. Achtung, you should have knocked."

"Eh heh heh… Yeah…"

"Ja, I can forgive you this once. Was there anything that you needed of me?" He had a bright smile on his face, but his sadness was unbearable. I was about to cry just listening to his voice.

"Not really. I just heard your music, and I really liked it."

"Danke."

"Gern geschehen." German really came in handy once in a while. "You seem… kind of sad. Not just kind of, but really, really sad."

"I'm perfectly all right, Fraulein."

"Are you going through a tough break up or something? Or a bad case?"

"I'm doing better than ever, Fraulein." I sighed, and turned on Widget. "What are you doing?"

"Getting some conclusive evidence to prove my point." I went through the last few minutes worth of conversation until I got to his song, and as soon as I went through it, Widget entered overload mode. The sadness reading filled the screen with flashing blue light. Now all I had to do was find the cause of the sadness.

But you've changed in every way for me

So how are you still the same?

A picture of a person popped up on the screen. Most of the time, people in the mood matrix were silhouettes or blurred, but a very clear picture of a person popped up. He had his hair styled in the same way as Klavier, but he wore glasses. He looked slightly older than Klavier, and paler, too. Otherwise, they looked very similar.

"Your brother?"

"Ja, I have one. I visited him today. What is your point?"

"He's the one making you sad."

"Nein, I'm not sad, Fraulein. Why would seeing my brother would make me sad?"

That was the opening she needed. She had been waiting for him to say "brother". Widget clearly showed a picture of the strange man, only in handcuffs this time.

"He's in jail?"

"Ach, Herr Forehead must have told you."

"Apollo knows your brother?"

"Ja, they are… Acquainted." You just love giving out information, don't you? "If Herr Forehead didn't tell you, who did?"

"I have really good hearing, remember?"

"You aren't a mind reader, though."

"I can pick up emotions and images from the sound of a person's voice."

"That's… a unique ability."

"Yeah. My necklace helps me to process all of the information, so I use this screen a lot." I pressed a button, and the screen disappeared. I realized that my feet REALLY hurt from standing in place for too long, so I sat on the floor across from him. "So, tell me about your brother."

"He's dead."

"Huh?"

"He was on death row. They executed him. I watched him die today." Images flashed in my mind of how close my almost-brother had gotten to the noose, and I shivered.

"W-was he innocent?"

"Nein."

"What did he do?"

"That I know of? He murdered two, almost murdered another, forged evidence, committed perjury, obstruction of justice, and he caused the dark age of the law."

"Wasn't that the Phantom?"

"The phantom helped. But Wright's disbarment started it all, and my brother was the cause of that."

"I... I never knew much about that."

"He was a monster."

"It seems like you really cared about him."

"Nein. Like I said, he-"

"You wrote a song about how much his betrayal hurt you. And you were just singing it."

"Ach..." He looked down at the floor. "I need some alone time, ja?" I felt an incredible amount of discord.

"As a psychologist, I wouldn't recommend that."

"As a prosecutor, I recommend that you leave my office. Please, Fraulein."

"You've spent enough time alone."

"What are you talking about? I'm famous. Being alone is a rare treasure, ja?"

"You need someone who really cares about you. Not someone who uses you."

"Fraulein, you're almost a perfect stranger."

"I can hear the sadness in your heart. And I don't want you to have to struggle through this alone anymore. It doesn't matter who you are, you're hurting, and I care about you."

"Why are you different than anyone else?"

"Like, different from your fangirls?"

"Ja."

"Uh, well... I'm not asking for your autograph, for one. I'm not going to run back from the office screaming to Apollo about how I met THE Klavier Gavin."

"Ja, Herr Forehead wouldn't react well to that one."

"I will admit, I am a girl, and I DID kind of break into your office. But I broke in because you're a human being with emotions, not some god of rock."

"So you broke in because you wanted to cheer me up, and not simply because I'm attractive?"

"Yes."

"That doesn't mean you aren't hot, though," Widget bleeped. I could feel my cheeks burning, and Klavier laughed.

"What does that thing do?"

"Uh, it tends to say what I'm thinking. Especially what I don't want to say out loud."

"So you think I'm an attractive human being in need of cheering up?"

"Yes."

"So how do you plan on cheering me up, exactly?"

"I have no idea," I replied. He sighed.

"You really are something else, ja?"

"I guess."

"I can think of a way that you could cheer me up."

"How?"

"When I met you at Themis, I couldn't stop thinking about you, ja? You were kind, and funny, and you teased Herr Forehead with me. And you ended up finding my mentor's murderer, as well."

"I don't see where you're going with this."

"Nein, Me neither. I suppose... Just your company is nice." The more he spoke of me, the more joy I could feel coming from his heart.

"Wait. You? And me?"

"I don't see where you're going with this."

"Me neither." I looked into his very attractive blue eyes.

"Ich liebe dich." I blushed furiously, covering Widget with one hand.

"Ach, it speaks German."

"Widget seems to be the only one who's quite sure what's going around here," I mumbled awkwardly. I looked into his smiling sapphire eyes. Geez, he was hot. Widget. Widget. You haven't spoken yet, but shut up.

"I need to shut up!" Widget bleeped. With that, Klavier laughed so hard that his guitar slid out of his lap and into my shin.

"Widget really needs a mute button."

"Nein, if you get to listen to my heart, I get to listen to yours."

"Your heart sounds a lot happier now."

"Your heart's pretty amusing," he replied. Well, my heart was pounding now. He was gazing into my eyes intensely, and I wasn't quite sure what the heck was going on. But I think I was dizzy, because it looked like his head was getting bigger. Or closer. Wait, he is getting closer. His lips are touching mine. KLAVIER GAVIN IS KISSING ME.

I could hear his heart pounding just as hard as mine. I pressed back once I realized what was going on. His lips were warm and smooth. I couldn't register anything but his lips on mine and his heart, pounding with joy, as I was left completely senseless. When his lips left mine, I sat gazing into his eyes.

"Your eyes are so beautiful," he finally said.

"I was kind of thinking the same thing," I breathed. He smiled, the most genuine I'd seen from him- or anyone- all day.

"Ich liebe dich auch." I leaned in to kiss him again, and he let out a quiet "oomph". Suddenly, the door busted open behind us.

"HEEEEY, MAAAAAN! Have you seen Athena?! She is L-A-T-E! She sai- O-M-G. ARE YOU TWO KISSING?!"

"Not anymore," Klavier laughed after his lips tore from mine. I sat completely shell-shocked.

"I CAN'T WAIT TO TELL JUNIPER! She'll be so H-A-P-P-Y! We've wanted to get you two together for such a long time!"

I wasn't quite sure how I felt about that last comment before she went rushing down the hall, but I don't think it was a good feeling.

"Where were we?" Klavier asked.

I loved him.

"I love you."

No matter how awkward I might be.