(A/N: Again, I thank anyone who's reading this fic 8D Little bit of Phoenix/Maya, depending on how you look at it. I'm not necessarily an avid fan of the pairing, but I'm not opposed to it either. And I know that I promised SOMEONE a Klavier/Ema drabble, a young!Franziska/young!Edgeworth drabble (which will probably be set in 2008, since he'd be 16 and she'd be 9-ish, both ages that I could totally write about), and a genius!Godot oneshot, but I'll do that all in my own time.
Disclaimer: Ace Attorney still belongs to Capcom.)
The Occasional Phone Call
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Even if they don't see each other, they can still remember, can't they?
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Though Phoenix hasn't seen Maya in years, he does keep in contact with her. He sends her letters-
('Daddy, whatcha doing? Are you writing a novel? A grocery list?'
'Shh! Not now, Trucy. I'm trying to think.')
-and she sends him action hero memorabilia.
('Pearly, did you make sure to get all six seasons of Aluminum Samurai: The Legend Begins? I don't think Nick has seen it yet and-'
'Of course I did, Mystic Maya! And I decided to give him Aluminum Samurai Trading Cards, too, since we had two unopened starter sets.')
Sometimes, when she isn't too busy with her duties as Master or he isn't on a 'mission' (or spending time with Trucy), they have a chance to have a small conversation on the phone. Sometimes, Pearl likes to talk to Phoenix and tell him about everything he's missing. Sometimes, Trucy talks to Maya (and maybe even Pearl, since she once asked her Daddy if 'Mystic Maya' was his 'special someone') and she wonders if this lady, Daddy's friend who she has never met, could have been her new Mommy.
Sometimes she sees a look of pure yearning in Phoenix's eyes when he's on the phone, though she can't tell if it's from nostalgia or longing.
Sometimes she wonders if, miles and miles away, Maya has the same expression on her face.
Most of the time, though, Phoenix doesn't have the chance to call and Maya is far too busy.
When Trucy brings up the lady (the one that sounds eager and young for her age and likes action heroes and sends lots of presents) Phoenix smiles a secret smile and tells his adopted daughter that she's an old friend of his. She thinks he's lying because he makes sure that all traces of old friends are gone (except for the few who are the most important people to him, like Uncle Edgeworth and Uncle Edgeworth's scary little sister and Uncle Larry and Detective Gumshoe and the people who didn't abandon him years ago, but they only have pictures and a few gifts scattered around-), but he has an entire room in the back of the Wright Anything Agency that's filled with samurai movies, action figures, and the like. There are even a few huge posters for The Pink Princess, and Phoenix shrugs and claims that it was a good show when asked about it.
Many years later, when Apollo joins their little family, he asks about the room full of Mr. Wright's samurai paraphernalia. Trucy shrugs and looks to Phoenix for an answer, but he has that old (bittersweet, wishful) expression in his eyes.
The phone rings. Phoenix is still staring and Trucy is grinning at her father, so Apollo is the one who answers.
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"Hello, Wright Anything Agency. May I ask who's calling?"
"Huh? Who is this? Is Nick there?"
"Er, I'm Apollo Justice, a defense attorney. I'm sorry, I think you've got the wrong number."
"Oh! Well, if Phoenix Wright is there, tell him Maya Fey called.'
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(A/N: ...Wow, my characterizations were pretty off this time. It sounds like romance even though it really wasn't supposed to be, and I'm experimenting with third person writing styles that switch from POV to POV in a matter of words. I'm used to writing standard first person originals with MY characters and MY personalities or informal and not-as-cool-sounding-third person pieces like the second drabble about Kristoph 8D Enough with my nonsense. Review?)