It was dead silent through the entire floor.

But then again, why wouldn't it be? Seeing as it was 3 A.M. and everyone in their right mind would be long asleep by that time. (A/N LOL NOT ME 8D)

But there was one, one female detective, one grumpy female detective, that remained. And she sighed.

She was tired and unhappy. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid glimmered fop… Making me work overtime… You know, screw this.' Ema laid her head down on the desk and closed her weary eyes.

She felt a pair of soft lips on the top of her head. Without turning opening her eyes or moving, she mumbled, "No, not now Lana… I don't want to wake up…"

"Sorry Fraulein, but time for work."

Her head shot up and she blinked her eyes repeatedly to try and get her eyes to adjust to the light. "M-Mr. Gavin…?"

"Guten morgen, sonnenschein1," his melodic voice crooned as he leaned closer to her and chuckled.

She would have freaked out before, but today she didn't. Maybe it was her mind not responding quickly, or maybe she was getting used to being in close proximities with him, Klavier didn't know.

She just sighed and rearranged the scattered papers on her desk into an equally messy pile.

He took a look at her face and Ema could feel his gaze on her, but she ignored it. "You are tired, ja? Take a day off. I'll cover for you."

She shot him a look that would usually send other younger staff members crawling back to their mommies. "No."

She broke out of her slumped position when she felt hands on her shoulders gently massaging them with a careful touch. "W-what are you doing?" She twisted around in the uncomfortable chair to see Klavier with a smug smile on his face.

"I was just getting you relaxed. You don't like it?"

Ema couldn't deny it; it seemed glimmer boy had a way with hands. She accidentally let out a sigh that Klavier unfortunately caught.

His smirk grew larger. He nodded and said, "I hear a yes~"

After a moment of quiet massages, Ema said, "Alright, I think that's enough Mr. Gavin. Don't you have work to do or something?"

"Nein, Fraulein."

"Oh." She yawned loudly.

She could hear his boots going away towards the door when they stopped. "Are you sure you don't want to get a day off? Consider it vacation."

"Vacation, huh?" It sounded tempting, and Ema was really tired. "Fine."

"Great! Oh, and it happens that today is my day off too!" He laughed.

'Oh, you sneaky bastard.' "You set this up, didn't you." It was more directed as a statement than a question, but Ema didn't care.

He was quiet for a moment before replying, "Yeah, pretty much."

She sighed but allowed Klavier to walk her to her car.

"This is the part where you ask me to join you for brunch or something, am I right?" Ema leaned against the small car.

Klavier grinned. "You read my mind, Fraulein." He took the moment to look at the detective. She did look very tired; there were shadows beneath her eyes, and they were half lidded. Her hair was messy, up in a sloppy ponytail. Overall she didn't look great, but in the prosecutor's eyes, she did.

She grinned back at him. "Sure, brunch wouldn't hurt."

They went to a small diner, the kind of place that soccer moms would take their kids after a hard game. Ema had to question his choice.

"I just wanted a place that wasn't to fancy, ja? Less pressure." He ran his hand through his hair.

She grinned and nodded.

They quickly ordered salads and on Klavier's insistence, one chocolate milkshake.

"Fraulein, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about."

Ema looked up from inspecting her nails, the food not ready. "What is it?"

The man's hands were fiddling with his hair and he said, "It involves those kisses that we exchanged over the course of these past two weeks."

"Oh." She couldn't deny it. She was attracted to her boss. He wasn't as bad a person as she thought, much to her delight.

He started looking away. "Ema, I'm sorry if they bothered you."

Before she could think, she blurted out, "No, they were nice." Realizing what she said, she mentally slapped herself. Hard.

He broke out into a grin, clasped his hands together, and smiled genuinely. "Really? Never thought I'd hear that from you!"

She looked down and tried to shrink in her seat. After a few minutes, she looked up to see Klavier looking out the window next to them worriedly.

"Hey, Fraulein, you're not upset, are you?"

"Huh?" The question seemed to come out of nowhere in the silence. "No, I'm not."

"Well that's good." He opened his mouth to say something else but was cut off when their ordered food arrived.

Ema took a bit of the salad before reaching over to grab the milkshake, just at the same time that the man sitting opposite of her did the same.

"Me first, fop," she said as she yanked the cup away from him. "What's so funny?"

"It's not funny, it's just," Klavier took a dramatic pause, "mein liebe, du aussehen schön2."

"…and what does that mean?"

"You look beautiful."

Ema's heart seemed to leap to her throat. One of his hands reached over the table and cupped her face. The fingers were rough form playing the guitar, but felt good on the detective's face.

She didn't even realize she was leaning over the table until she felt his lips against hers; for the third time.

The kiss was light at first, just a simple touch of the lips, but became playful with the two starting to open their mouths. His tongue slipped into her mouth and they intertwined almost… lovingly, Ema wanted to call it.

Breaking apart, they stared into each other's eyes, waiting for the other to say something.

"I like you."

Ema covered her hands with her hands, but the simple three words slipped out anyways. Her face was bright red. 'Oh god, I was NOT supposed to say that…'

"Really?" The prosecutor's tone was playful and cocky, and as much as it infuriated her, she couldn't help but love it.

"Well, secret's out. Yes, I do like you. A-a lot."

"Fraulein, du sind meine liebe3. I feel the same."

She let out a breathy laugh, and sipped the milkshake. What was with these chocolaty drinks that drew the two so close…?

Klavier called for the bill and paid for the meal and left a gracious tip.

The left the diner hand in hand. Neither gave it a thought that just a few weeks before they had hated each other.

1.) Guten morgen, sonnenschein - Good morning, sunshine.

2.) mein liebe, du aussehen schön - My dear, you look beautiful.

3.) du sind meine liebe - you are my love.

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