When Edgeworth had told Klavier there was going to be a new case, and he was taking the prosecution, the blonde had grumbled and whined over the phone, but both knew he would do it. He had crawled out of bed after Apollo and headed down to the office, bitter about the fact he was called in on one of his treasured days off. There was no way he would get out of doing the case.

If he didn't come in today, Edgeworth would make him do it the next day anyways. The only way he would get out of it is if he was sick, and he wasn't going to attempt faking it (he'd tried before, and it hadn't worked).

A quick shower, and a few extra minutes to get his bike up and running, and Klavier was at the office, waving a hand at Simon as he passed him and headed into his office, closing the door behind him and ignoring whatever question his friend was trying to ask him. He was tired and he wasn't in the mood to talk. He knew Simon would understand that.

Klavier's mind, honestly, was on things far from the case, even as he scanned over the files he had in front of him and turned up his music to full blast. He knew Apollo started early, but there was no way the brunette was up that early to go in to the office. He wouldn't pry, but at the same time, his mind wouldn't get off the subject. He was dying to ask Apollo why he was in such a hurry this morning. Could he be the defense on this case? If he was, he probably would have known by now, so Klavier doubted it. If Apollo had a new case, he would have told Klavier about it that morning before he left. They both told the other about new cases, since they'd started living together. Klavier smiled softly, his mind wandering even more as he remembered Apollo's argument years ago about the two living together.

-A year and a half prior-

"Klavier, I... Appreciate the offer, but I can't move in with you." Apollo had stammered out, leaning against the door to his apartment. Klavier had given him a ride home after work and had asked him before he'd even taken his key out to unlock the door to his small apartment. They had barely been dating each other for a week, and yet Klavier could see Apollo's irritation easily. He'd faced off against Blackquill in court, and Klavier knew how tough the dual haired male could be.

"Shatzi, I don't see why not." Klavier replied, looking quizzical. It made perfect sense in his mind. They had been together a while now, and Apoll didn't always have money to pay his bills. Klavier had more than enough in his small house, since the other band members had left.

"You're a Prosecutor. I'm a defense attorney." Apollo commented.

"Ja... And we're dating, schatz... And. If you're worried about me snooping on your work, it won't happen. I have a small room, perfect for an office. You can have the key to the room and everything. I work in my basement anyways." Klavier rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to go through your things- you've been in my office before and didn't look through all my things." He added.

"Well, yeah, but... I..." Apollo seemed hesitant. That was what Klavier was waiting for. A small opening to squeeze into. Perfect.

"How about this. Stay over for one week, and then decide. I'm not going to force you to decide right this second, I don't expect you too." Klavier smiled. "It's Friday, ja? I'll pick you up Sunday, give you all day tomorrow to pack up and do whatever. You can even come over Saturday night if you wanted to." Not to mention his place was still messy. He would have to majorly clean before-

"... You aren't letting this go, are you?" Apollo smiled back, chuckling slightly. "... Alright. One week. Saturday night, you better leave that door unlocked." Well. Saturday it was. Klavier smiled brightly and kissed Apollo, before heading back home. He had a lot to do before tomorrow.

-Current time-

It had taken a few days, less than the week. By Thursday, Apollo had agreed to move in with him. That was well over a year ago, though. The week before that was also the last week Klavier had gone to see-

"KLAVIER!" The blonde jumped as Apollo pulled out one of his headphones, and looked up. "... How loud do you have these?" He added in bewilderment as Klavier paused his music.

"Achtung, shatzi... Knock, when you need me." Klavier pulled the headphones out, stuck between irritation that Apollo had done that, and happiness at seeing him pop in.

"I did knock. Twice. You were busy with your music." Apollo replied. "What happened to staying in bed all morning?" He teased, and Klavier rolled his eyes.

"Duty calls. And... So do you, apparently. What did you want?" Klavier asked, tilting his head as he sat back in his chair.

"Well, I figured that you would want to take a break and grab some lunch." Apollo replied, and Klavier looked in surprise at the time. Itas past lunch time. "If you haven't already gone, of course."

"Nein, I haven't. I was lost in thought." Klavier smiled. "I would love to go out for lunch. Just let me get my things."

"Great." Apollo nodded. "... Can I ask what you were so lost in thought about at your desk?"

"Hm? Oh, that." Klavier laughed softly. "Just some things from the past, Apollo. Now, let's go eat, ja? I'm hungry." He missed the brief look of concern on Apollo's face as he moved towards the door. He'd only had breakfast before he'd left. He was starving. But., then again, even if he had seen it, he wouldn't have asked. He did promise he wouldn't snoop... Right?