Two Days
Summary: What happened during the day of the date and the day after that
Disclaimer: The Ace Attorney series isn't mine.
Klavier yawned as he slowly opened his eyes. He had been out of it since the day that he took Apollo for a date and taught him a few things about the mason system.
Turning on his laptop despite the late hour, Klavier decided to take note of the things he had accomplished and had done poorly for the past two days.
The Date
1.) The bike
Arriving at 10am at the Wright Anything Agency, he parked his bike on the side and removed his shades.
"Herr Forehead!" he called out as he knocked on the door. It only took a few seconds for the door to fly open, revealing Apollo who blinked at him for a while.
"We have a date, ja?" Klavier asked, "Come on, I'm treating you to lunch" he urged as he pointed at his bike.
"...I'm not riding on that," Apollo said flatly.
"...Forehead, I can't commute and you know that," the prosecutor pointed out.
"I have a car, Prosecutor Gavin," the younger said as he brandished a pair of keys in front of Klavier who merely stared at him.
"What?" Apollo asked.
Klavier blinked, "You...drive?" he asked in surprise.
2.) Sushi
On the way to a restaurant that Klavier had allowed Apollo to take them, the older of the two tried to start conversation.
"So, care to enlighten me as to where we're going?"
"Japanese Restaurant. Not a lot of people know about it so you don't have to worry about the media and fans," Apollo answered as he kept his eyes on the road. "It's a place where there's an eat-all-you-can sushi buffet!" he continued enthusiastically. "Really cheap too so I go there every time that I have the chance and the money,".
Klavier nodded and fell silent.
"Something bothering you, Prosecutor Gavin?" Apollo asked, noticing the silence.
"...What's sushi?" Klavier asked. Next thing he knew the car swerved to the side and stopped abruptly.
"You don't know what sushi is?" Apollo asked incredelously.
Smiling a bit sheepishly, Klavier looked away, "I've heard about it but I've never tried it," he admitted.
Apollo's expression turned serious as he started driving on again.
"Er...Herr Forehead?" Klavier tried.
"Don't worry, Prosecutor Gavin! I'll treat you to a meal you've never had before!" Apollo said in determination. "You haven't lived till you've tried Sushi!"
"...if you say so," Klavier answered in amusement.
3.) Pets
After lunch, which Klavier admitted was a wonderful first time experience, the two decided to take a stroll to help their stomachs digest the large amount of food that they ate.
Passing by a side street. They arrived at a small pet shop that had a number of cats on display.
The younger lawyer immediately pressed his hands to the glass and oogled at the numerous kittens that were moving around.
"Look at that black one! Isn't it so cute? I've been visiting it for a few weeks now," Apollo cooed as he watched a small black kitten mew cutely at him before pawing the glass.
Klavier watched him for a while, thinking to himself and nodded after a few minutes.
Without warning, he walked inside the shop.
"Prosecutor Gavin?" Apollo said in confusion as he watched him go inside. After a while, he exited the shop again with a small cage.
"For you," Klavier said with a smile as he pulled out the little black kitten that was on display earlier. He smiled when he noted the blush creeping up Apollo's face along with the smile the moment he took the kitten gingerly in his arms.
"A-are you for real?" Apollo asked.
"He's all yours," Klavier said with a smile.
Apollo's smile widened as he nuzzled the small animal. "Thank you, Prosecutor Gavin! I've been wanting to get him for quite some time but I didn't have enough!"
Chuckling, Klavier shook his head, "I'm just glad I've managed to give him to a loving owner," he pointed out. "Plus you need the company, ja?" he asked.
Apollo merely nodded.
4.) The Forgotten Mason System
Pretty much after that, Klavier and Apollo headed back to the Agency, only to find the former's bike missing.
"I had Trucy take it back to your condo, Klavier," Phoenix had answered before promptly urging Apollo to take Klavier home.
Why he didn't do it himself, they'll never know.
It was after that, when Klavier was settling down to bed, did he realize something very important.
"The Mason System!" he exclaimed as he rushed towards the phone to call the agency.
"Wright Anything Agency how can I help you?" came Trucy's voice.
"Fraulein Trucy, this is Prosecutor Gavin. Is Herr Forehead still there?" he asked.
"Ah yes, Daddy's tutoring him about the mason system. You should really see him, Prosecutor Gavin! He's really getting it,"
"..."
"He seems to pick up faster after Daddy had him use the tutorial!"
"Tutorial?"
"Yeah! The one with your face on it!"
"..."
"Prosecutor Gavin?"
"Um...yes?"
"I'm sorry for prattling on! We're you going to take to Polly?"
"...It's alright, Fraulein, I seem to have forgotten what I wanted to talk to him about,"
"Oh, okay! Bye Prosecutor Gavin!"
"..."
Klavier pulled the receiver away from his ear and stared at it for a while. Shaking his head for a moment, he put it back on it's cradle and headed to bed with his head still swimming about tutorials, Apollo, Phoenix Wright and his face on a computer.
5.) No Follow ups.
The following day, Klavier had spent most of the day asleep. It would seem that he had contracted a cold from going out the previous day.
Normally, a common cold wouldn't be enough to keep him down. Unfortunately for him, he was unable to take his usual necessary precautions such as taking medicine the moment he felt it coming.
Ending his little notepad entry, he sighed and let his laptop shut down.
Groaning to himself he looked at the time that read a bit past midnight and then at the calendar.
"Brilliant...with barely 2 days to go, I have a very slim chance to reach my goal in time," he muttered to himself as he sniffed a bit due to his cold.
"And Herr Forehead isn't even online, nor picking up my calls," he said in frustration as he placed the laptop on the bedside table and slumped back on his bed.
"There's always tomorrow," he encouraged himself. "Always...tomorrow..." he repeated before drifting off in a tired and uncomfortable sleep,".