klavier x Apollo
WITHOUT FAIL
by SwiftFeather

"Forehead...!"

The words just came out of Klavier's mouth as Apollo fell, blood spreading across his t-shirt, a darker red than that of the cloth. The nearest light was a few metres away, and the assilant (sp?) escaped, running towards the other side of the field. Klavier rushed over to Apollo and picked him up in his arms, examining the damages. Its no good... he's hit on his right side... that means his lung... Klavier thought, gritting his teeth at the circumstances. "Gott Damn it! Justice! Hang in there!" Klavier yelled to the limp attorney in his arms. Apollo wheezed, his breath coming short as if he had difficulty breathing, and his face turned slightly blue - a contrasting colour to his shirt. Holding Apollo in one arm, he dug for his handphone with the other, his hand shaking badly. "... hello? This is an emergency! Someone has been shot in Neal Gardens!"

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Neal General Hospital, 6:27 AM, Class A Single Ward 17

Apollo lay on the bed, looking defenseless with IV and antibiotics drip, gas mask and even a chest tube, even though it was covered by the blankets on his left side. The heart monitor beeped gently, and glowed with a green light to the dimness of the ward. Klavier Gavin was sleeping on the sofa in the room, nodding in his sleep. Then Klavier jerked awake as the dor to the ward opened suddenly. In burst trucy and Phoenix, with a nurse following closely behind. What's more... Astarine Clove, the defendant, was there too. She had long brown hair, and is very pretty, donning a pink lace dress. She looked quite tired. Behind her was Detective Gumshoe.

"Ouay!" Phoenix muttered to Gavin. "What happened, Klavier?"

"Mr. Wright..." Klavier said, sounding down. "... Justice was shot in Neal Gardens."

"Neal Gardens?!" Astarine exclaimed. "B-But that's the crime scene! What was Mr Justice doing there at such a time...? 4 AM..." astarine bit her nail nervously, looking over at Apollo, who was still unconcious. Klavier turned to Astarine, a glare on his face. "... that's what I was going to ask you, Miss Clove." Klavier said seriously. "I heard from Apollo when I met him there that you were the one who sent him a message, telling him to go to the scene of crime."

"M-Me?!" Astarine exclaimed, surprised. "That's strange. I can't message him. I lost my phone yesterday, after the trial."

"What!?" Trucy cried. "But that's impossible! You're being taken back to the Detention Center at that time... just what is going on?! There's no chance you could have lost your phone." Astarine looked thoughtful. "Even if its like this, I gave my phone to the detective in charge after the trial. I wasn't allowed to have a phone in detention..." She said, looking serious.

"Now that's strange. Who is the detective that you passed the phone to?" Klavier asked.

"That'd would be me, pal." Gumshoe said, raising his arm and grinning. "But then... ah, I don't know where it went... I didn't dare to tell you, Miss Clove."

"You lost my phone?!" Astarine cried. "T-That's..."

Phoenix stepped in, holding up his hand. "That's enough." He said, and everyone diverted their attention towards him. Phoenix slipped his hands into his pocket. "... Daddy?" Trucy questioned, confused. Phoenix laughed heartily for a moment. "Let's wait till the sun is up before we talk about all this, alright?"

"... what am I going to do, Mr Wright?" Astarine asked, worried. "I...I won't have an attorney for tomorrow's trial."

"... that's the point, right?" Phoenix said, smiling. "That's what the attacker was aiming for. He wanted to strip you of an attorney. But that topic would have to wait till tomorrow. There would be no trial tomorrow. It'd be postponed. Afterall, something happened to the defendant's attorney... the trial cannot go on."

"... you're right..." Klavier said, scratching his chin. "Looks like... all we can do is to wait..."

"... Polly..." Trucy whispered, walking over to Apollo's bedside. "He... He looks so still, and so cold... I'm scared..."

Phoenix patted Trucy's head. She didn't wear her usual tophat today. She was in a small brown dress. Very unlike her dressing style.

"..."

Apollo opened his eyes. Everything was hazy, and his chest and head hurt alot. "Arrghh... hamburgers..." Apollo muttered. He could see hamburgers floating in front of his eyes. It was still a mystery to him why, though. Perhaps it was because he was hungry?

"...rehead..."

A voice...? Apollo thought. His lungs felt constricted. Everything was confusing him. Whose voice is that...? Sounds strangely familiar...

"Herr Forehead!!" The voice cried out in front of him, and Apollo smelled a breath that smelt like... flowers... Jasmine... Apollo's eyes came into focus. He was staring straight into a pair of blue eyes. He could feel the person's breath on his mouth. It wasn't bad - it smelled fresh - like Jasmines. "Herr forehead...?"

"Huh...?" Apollo blinked weakly, his eyes still half-closed. "...Prosecutor Gavin...? Whoa! Y-y-your face is too close!"

"Huh? Ja... sorry." Klavier pushed himself off Apollo and heaved a sigh. "You woke up...! I'll go get a doctor. And what was that about hamburgers?" Klavier asked. He didn't look very happy...

"..." Apollo was nervous. He regonised his surroundings. "W-Wait... wait a minute... is this a hospital...?" Apollo breathed weakly. "...the trial... the park... Astarine, my client..."

"You just lie there. I'll tell you about it later. The trial's been cancelled, Apollo." Klavier said, giving him a warm, reassuring smile. "We'll just make sure you're fine first, ja, Herr Forehead?" And he was gone through the beige door.

Apollo lay there. He didn't have a choice - he can't sit up with all those tubes sticking out of him anyway. "...just now..." Apollo muttered to himself. "...his face..." Apollo blinked up at the ceiling of his ward, observing every single detail on it. "...was so close to mine..."

H-Hold it! Why am I thinking about the fact that his face was so close to mine?! I gotta focus on the case before me! Not... not that glimmerous, idiotic, evil... handsome... nice.... honest... caring... WAIT A MINUTE! Where am I going with this?! Okay, Apollo, think straight. THE CASE! Why was I shot?! What time is it now?! Where is Mr. Wright...?! Calm down.... Apollo heaved a small sigh. Then he closed his eyes.

I'll request to leave the hospital... I will get to the bottom of this. Just wait, criminal! Here comes Justice!

A/N: HERE COMES JUSTICE!!! LOL Read and Review PLEASE.