(A/N: I just finished blasting through my finals, but during that period I did have the time to write a couple of crackfics. This was a request from The Doctor on Court who's been a regular reviewer of my work on there. It's a rather unusual pairing, but as and ye shall receive so here you are. Oh, also I'll be referring to Garyuu Kirihito as Kristoph Gavin and Kyouya as Klavier in this fic, mainly because I like the names better. Atchung, baby!

Phoenix Wright and related characters belong to Capcom…who are nice people and don't want to sue me.

Write Garyuu Kirihito (a.k.a. Kristoph Gavin) x Viola)

Kristoph never considered himself to be anything remotely close to the romantic type. He preferred distance in relationships, as distance allowed him to manipulate people to his whims and ends. Even his younger brother was not immune as he had artfully manipulated him into proving the illustrious turnabout lawyer himself, Phoenix Wright, had attempted to use forged evidence. Naturally he'd been the one to forge the evidence when he was Zakku's defense attorney, but in the long run that really didn't matter unless someone figured it out.

However, life does enjoy taking unexpected turns and one such turn happened to Kristoph a rainy day a year after the infamous State vs. Arumajiki trial. He had left the detention center, where he'd been meeting with a current client and, as his office wasn't too far from the Detention Center, he'd walked. Of course two minutes into the walk, it had started raining like crazy, and Kristoph had to make a mad dash for an open door, which lead into a small building with a sign reading "Tender Lender".

Once inside Kristoph looked around the seemingly empty shop. The cramped and cluttered space deeply offended Kristoph's sense of office protocol.

"Hee…hee…hee…. Did you need something, Sir?"

A quiet voice made Kristoph jump, and he turned to see a rather small woman in black.

Regaining his composure somewhat Kristoph spoke, "Who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?"

"Viola. I guess you could say I'm the…owner of this establishment, Mr.-?"

"Gavin. Kristoph Gavin, attorney at law. A pleasure to meet you Ms. Viola."

"The pleasure's mine...Now, what can I help you with?"

"Nothing…at the moment. I simply came here to get out of the rain, I hope you don't mind."

"No, not at all…will you be staying her until the rain lets up, Mr. Gavin?"

"If you don't mind…I didn't have any other appointments for the day, and I'd rather not walk to my office in the rain."

"That's fine, Mr. Gavin. Would you care for some tea? I brew it special myself…. hee…hee…hee…"

Kristoph was pleasantly surprised to find that he rather enjoyed Viola's company. Despite seeming somewhat eerie, she was well-spoken and pleasant to talk to. He'd hardly noticed he'd spent several hours longer than he'd needed too, as the rain had stopped long ago. It was only when he saw the ruddy sunset glow peeking through the clouds that he finally stood.

"I hadn't realized how long I've been here. I'd best head off, thank you for the tea and allowing me to stay here until the rain let up, Ms. Viola."

Viola stood as well, and favored Kristoph with a smile, "It was my pleasure, Mr. Gavin. It's been a while since I've had such pleasant company…"

An awkward silence hung between them until Kristoph had stepped outside of the shop.

"Mr. Gavin."

Kristoph turned and looked at Viola, "Yes, Ms. Viola?"

"Would you…consider coming by tomorrow as well."

Kristoph graced her with a rare genuine smile, "I would love to."

And he meant it.

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