A/N: How…HOW HAS IT BEEN SO LONG SINCE I UPDATED?! I really am sorry. For some reason I've been writing backwards from the ending, so it should pick up from here. This chapter seems short, and screws up my days of the week. Sorry again. brick IT'S THURSDAY AGAIN IN EMA-LAND

Thursday (Again): No, it's not Groundhog Day

"Today I will prove you wrong, Lana," I announced triumphantly as the bus screeched to a halt in front of me. The doors folded open like subjects parting before their victorious queen and I stepped regally inside. And forgot that there were three steps instead of two, making a not-so-regal descent to the floor.

Recovering quickly, I flashed my bus card at the driver, who was regarding me with open amusement. "Miss Morning actually got up on time for once, eh?"

I gave him my best "Miss Morning has a name, thank you very much, it's Miss Ema Skye, head Detective and future forensic investigator" smile.

I don't have to be a queen to not fall in love with a glimmerous fop of a prosecutor, I told myself (much to my confusion, that was not a very well-constructed sentence. Scientifically speaking.) I ripped open a bag of my favorite snack and started to crunch determinedly. First, list the facts.

Klavier Gavin, male, age 24, is my boss.

He is possibly German, and at least has a fake German accent and knows words like Achtung! He also said he wanted to hold me(Erase erase erase)

He has blonde hair that falls past his shoulders and beautiful(erase erase erase) blue eyes.

He is part of a band called the Gavinners.

He is a prosecutor.

He really, REALLY likes to bother me.

I don't think he likes Snackoos, which is a definite minus.

But his smile is a plus WHAT AM I WRITING?!

Thankfully the bus had come to my stop by then and I was able to put my list of "facts" out of my mind. I stomped past the security guard and into my office, where I plopped down in my chair right away and pulled out my notepad.

Note to self: stop thinking in German. And stop thinking about Klavier while you're at it.

And get a lot more sleep tonight.

I was somewhat regressing to my 16-year-old habit of writing down anything that seemed important, but this was a special case.

"Frauuuuuuuleeeeein Deteeeeekkkiviiiin!" My door crashed open and I practically killed myself trying to leap out of my rolling chair. Rolling chair + sudden movements badidea is the next thing going in my notebook, I can tell you that.

"Geez- don't people knock in Germany?! You scared the crap out of me!"

Klavier winced. "Ach, please don't yell…my head…besides, I did knock, several times. And I called your name. I even folded a page of the sheet music from 'Guilty Love' into a paper airplane and threw it through your window since you'd locked your door, but then an officer who was passing by kindly broke in for me and-"

"Great, I really don't ca- What? You busted my lock?"

"If you weren't deaf because you eat Snackoos till they come out your ears, perhaps you would have heard me. Is that also how you missed Mr. Right knocking on your door?"

"Mr. Wright was here, why didn't you tell me? I want to see him!"

"That was…metaphorical, Fraulein. I'm sure Mr. Right will cross paths with you again, hopefully when you are not gorging yourself to compensate for your lack of forensics opportunities."

"WHAT was that, FOP? Mr. Wright knows the real me and he's too cool-headed to care how many Snackoos I eat."

"Well, ja, he would have to be very cool-headed indeed to be your Mr. Right."

"What?"

"Was?"

"Okay, here's the rule of the day: No German. No busting my stuff. And no more confusing me. Why are you here?" I crossed my arms and glared up at him.

"That is more than one rule, Fraulein," Klavier pointed out, playing a few bars of air guitar to accentuate my failure as he seated himself on my desk (and almost my Snackoos).

"And no air guitar, thank you, almost forgot that one. Why are you here?"

"As I tried to shout through your door, I need the case file. Unfortunately, my dulcet tones fell on woefully deaf ears, leaving me stranded outside my Liebe's door with my heart all torn to-"

"Hey, what's rule number one?" I don't care how awesome you look draped across my workspace, I'm not in love with you! I scribbled down in my notebook. "Ix-nay on the oddam-gay erman-gay."

"It is hardly proper for such vulgar words to emanate from such a delicate young woman, even in Pig Latin. Ah, Fraulein, if you could detach yourself from your memoirs for a moment and fetch me the case file?"

"I'm not some kind of dog. The verified copy was faxed over this morning, go get it yourself." But I did close my notebook, resigning myself to thinking the words with intensely intense…intensity. I was just intensely- I mean really focused. With intensity. (This is my excuse.) I'm not in love with you.

"Crime scene model?"

"You're sitting on it. Again. My desk is not a throne, O Almighty Fop of Rock." I AM NOT in love with you!

"Evidence neatly labeled?" He fiddled with some of my papers.

"Stop it, you're screwing up my organization. And of course it's labeled. Even though I think that's technically your job," I grumbled. Not, not, not, not, NOT in love with you!

"Organization…? Your desk is an affront to the word 'organization'. But let bygones be bygones, are the witnesses prepped?"

"I'm not in love with you!"

"…" He stared at me with his mouth dangling open and pale eyes wide, then recovered (waaay before me, sadly). "Ah, Frauelin, you have shattered my heart."

"No! I didn't just say that!"

"Sorry to disappoint you, Fraulein Detekivin, but ja you did. The sound of it was like the engine cutting out on my motorcycle when I am on my way to a rock concert- tragic."

"I was just- I mean I- I…" C'mon Ema, think think think! "I was…talking to someone behind you!"

"Oh ja?" He turned around, Gavinners pendant swinging- narrowly missing my eye- and then turned back with an even more puppy-like expression than before. "Poor man. I doubt he will ever find it in his crushed heart to love again."

Indeed behind him there was conveniently a young detective staring right at me.

"Actually, I would say he's more, um… weirded out than crushed." Klavier hesitated so I grabbed my chance and ran with it. "You see, he's just confused… I've been denying it for so long, but we're better off apart. He's been telling me but I just wasn't ready to- to accept the horrible truth that we're not soulmates after all!" The detective edged around the corner as I spoke, and I suspected that once he was out of sight he would begin to run and not stop for quite a while.

Yessssss. Bullet: dodged. Price: pride.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

"Something amusing, Glimmy Boy? Other than your face?" Ah, childish. But how could I resist?

"Childish, Fraulein Detekivin, most childish. Let's leave the arguments up the lawyer here, shall we?

"Huh?" CRINKLE. I ripped open a bag of snacks and played nervously with one edge as I waited for the blush to leave my face. This is my last bag, I really shouldn't break into it yet.

"The Detektiv you just indicated does not in fact work here, and is visiting on sabbatical from a precinct on the east coast. As his flight just came in last week, it is highly unlikely that you formed a relationship in this time."

Well, crap. MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH.

"And if we can indeed agree that you were not speaking to someone behind me, then the only logical explanation is that you were speaking to me, the only other person within earshot. Correct?"

"But-"

"Don't protest, Fraulein, you don't have anything to follow that up with anyway. Considering the situation we were in- and by this of course I refer to discussing work agenda- there was no reason for you to explain any sort of feeling. The fact that you would choose to bring it up leads the court to believe that you are at least worried I am in love with you. And based on your tone of voice, defensive rather than logical, I must conclude that this was an unrestrained outburst meant only for yourself, in pure denial of your feelings for a certain rock go- Ow!"

"You- you just shut your German mouth right now!" I blustered onward before he could come back with something like If you couldn't understand what I was saying, it was due to chemical imbalances in your brain! I was speaking English! and continued angrily, "There's no need to go reading so deeply into it! You- you and your "prosecuting" and your "hog" and your "ja" and your "air guitar"!! You're so glimmerous, I don't understand how anyone likes you!"

"I don't believe "air guitar" needed "air quotes", Frauelin. It was a nice touch though." I took aim, and... "Ow. That wasn't a very nice touch," he said ruefully, rubbing his arm after yet another direct Snackoo.

"Ooooh, you think you know everything, don't you? But everything you just said- there was no evidence for it at all! It really, really makes me mad. You think you can just go around accusing people without any evidence to back it up?! That's ridiculous! I'm the one who wins these cases, behind the scenes, with real science for your glimmerous arguments, and I don't any of the credit or respect I deserve!"

His eyebrows pulled up into delicate arches as he regarded me with wide eyes. "Hmmm. Is that so?"

MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH. If I concentrated on munching, maybe no more stupid words would come out of my mouth than had already fallen to the mercy of my foppish boss.

"…"

"…" MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH. C'mon, c'moooon! You can just go back to talking about the crime scene now! Oh nooo, I know that thoughtful look on your face. In any language, it translates into BAD.
"So if I can prove it scientifically, there'd be no problem, right?"

I choked. "Prove- you want to try to prove to me that I love you? Are you crazy?!"

"Ja, why not?" He shrugged, smirking.

For a second I was literally speechless, then I crossed my arms arrogantly. "Ha! Sure, go ahead and try! If you're really scientific about it, there's no way you'll turn up anything."

"Achtung, Baby! Now you're feeling the fire that is my music- The prosecution is ready to rock'n'roll!"

"No one said anything about your music, stupid fop! Now get out of my office!!"

"Ach! Hey, no Snackoos! Where is my case file?"

"Go ask someone else, I'm busy!"

"It is not nice to lie, Fraulein! You're clearly not doing anything!"

"I said…get…out…geeeez, you're heavy!"

"Pleasure, but a fleeting melody- now through the air I fly…"

"And stop singing!"

"Ah ha ha…"

And so our little war of love officially began.

A/N: I have so many people to thank, please bear with me! Ah, the deranged chapter five. At the end this time (finally) I'm going to thank all you awesomely wonderfully fantabulously crazily super special awesome people who have reviewed. Sorry it took me this long.

SyberiaWinx: A billion thanks for the first review and convincing me to add more chapters!

Auryn Rei Evroren: ;; A super-kind compliment! Thank you!

Concetta: Wow, a really detailed review, thanks x a thousand! I'll try to keep writing with your suggestions in mind. Love your style

KaleidoStarMoon: Thanks for convincing me not to scrap Wednesday! I'm actually happy with the direction it's going now. Also…Kaleido Star is an addictive show. xD

paintedbynumbers: O.O …wow. Thank you so much for taking the time to write such a long review!! Alright, where to start? taking notes Fire Emblem MewMew also commented on my Klavier's OOC use of German, so I'm going to cut him back to just the basics you mentioned. And it was really helpful because I hadn't used any rockstar references. fail I was so happy to get your review

Kyra Fawxe: xD Drunk!Klavier was way too much fun to write. And good job, you noticed the "Fraulein"! I was originally going to have him call her something else after that but…I didn't know what. xD "Frau" (woman) would be more appropriate, but it's rude to call someone just "Frau" and he didn't know her name. I wanted to save "Liebe" (love) for Ema only, but I think it slipped in there once. Hey now Klavy, don't flirt with a married woman. D

Lanaroolz: O-oooooh. ./. She said… "by far the best"… dies I need more ways to say Thank you!!

Ohhh my, this is getting too long. / Anyway, many hoooooooooj thanks to Stormy1696, the blackdash, OneMorePerson, Angst Lover, EdwardsSoul101, Fire Emblem MewMew, and Sanded Silk too and anyone I missed!! Thank you to all of you, every time I read your reviews you help me to better shape my Klavier and Ema!