Hey, everybody! Hope you're enjoying the Advent season, and I hope your day has been good so far. Has it? :)

I just came to inform you all that this chapter was a pairing request by rueskatniss for an Apollo x Klavier chapter.

If you do not like Apollo x Klavier or any kind of cheesy yaoi fluff then I am very sorry about that but you will have to wait until tomorrow for a non-pairing chapter. Sorry once again! :)

Fortunately, I like this pairing, so it was a little easier to write than other pairings. :D

Enjoy!

Klavier Gavin and Apollo Justice were sitting in the living room of Klavier's apartment together on the sofa, watching the ending credits of It's a Wonderful Life roll as they sat together, holding hands under the blanket they were sharing to keep themselves warm in the cold temperature of the winter days. Klavier let go of Apollo's hand and draped his arm around Apollo's shoulder, holding him tightly to his side, a small blush coming to both of their cheeks as Klavier smiled warmly.

"I think that I have a pretty wonderful life as well. Don't you, Apollo?"

"Yes, I agree. I think I have a very wonderful life, and it's even better when I get to spend it with you, you know." Apollo replied, blushing madly as he realised what he had just said. Klavier laughed and pecked Apollo lightly on the forehead affectionately before reaching over to the table next to him; grabbing what seemed to be a piece of fruit loaf, Klavier started to munch on it, smiling at its deliciousness.

"Hey, Klavier? I've been wondering…what is that fruit loaf stuff? You've been eating it all day."

Klavier's eyes seemed to sparkle as he exclaimed, with an air of great excitement, " It's called Weihnachtsstollen!"

At Apollo's blank expression, Klavier paused. "In Germany, anyway."

Apollo tried to fathom out what he could from the hints of German that Klavier had taught him, wondering what exactly this 'Weihnachtsstollen' could be. Of course, Apollo was not blind, and he could plainly see that it was some sort of fruit loaf or cake- but it really bugged him, because somewhere deep down in his mind he knew what the words meant.

Then it hit him, and he nearly put his hand to his forehead in shame. How could he forget what Klavier had been going on about for the past 4 days?

Of course…Weihnachts is basically Christmas…so…

"Klavier, does it mean something along the lines of 'Christmas cake' or 'Christmas fruit loaf'?"

Klavier's eyes retained that sparkle once more, his demeanour happy and content. "Ja, it does! Well done, Apollo."

Apollo smiled. "No problem. So…what's in it?"

"Well," Klavier began to explain, looking like he could burst with excitement, "it's like a regular fruit loaf, in a way- but it's special. You see, it has marzipan in the middle. It's quite the surprise when you taste it! It has a lovely, extremely sweet taste to it, and that's why I like it."

Apollo immediately felt hungry; Apollo loved food, and listening to someone talk about the delights of stollen was becoming just too much for him. "Can I try some? Please?"

Klavier laughed and handed it over. "There's no need to ask, you know. But be warned; the taste isn't for everyone. Some think that it's too sickly, but I love it. I remember when my brother- you know who I mean- used to persuade me that it was bad for my teeth and would eventually rot them away just so he could eat it all for himself. He loved the taste, too."

Klavier chuckled once more, but it was with a hint of solemnness that he did so. Apollo immediately noticed this and, before Klavier thought any more about the things that had hurt him and continued to do so, he rapidly tried to think of something to change the subject. When an idea came to mind, Apollo noticed that he had not eaten the stollen yet and bit into it, chewing gently. The sickly taste of it came immediately and Apollo didn't expect it to be as sweet as it was- but, after swallowing it and taking another bite, the surprise wore off and he realised that it was, in fact, delicious.

"Mmmmm…Klavier, this is really good! May I have another piece- if that's OK with you?"

Klavier shrugged his shoulders gently and frowned. "You certaintly could, mein liebe, if there was any more left." He grinned wickedly. "I eat most of it, and I'm sorry you can't have any more, I really am- but a little bird once told me to 'waste not, want not'. It's true, isn't it?"

Apollo understood, but still his bottom lip stayed fixed above his top lip and his expression downhearted. "Yeah, I suppose it is."

Klavier noticed Apollo's look and pulled him closer in a little hug of sorts. "Why don't we make some of our own?" he asked, seeing Apollo's face lighten up a significant amount and smiling at the sight. All of a sudden, Apollo's eyes widened and he broke into a huge grin, turning towards Klavier with an idea nestled firmly in his mind.

"Klavier…I just had the most amazing idea…"

Trucy Wright rushed towards the front door of the Wright Anything Agency as soon as she heard a knock ring out, resonating through the office. Phoenix Wright was working on the sofa, reading a case file at a remarkably relaxed pace as he took a sip of grape juice after every paragraph or two. He was just about to tell Trucy to get the door before he noticed that she was already there and peering through the keyhole, evidently listening to a conversation that the two outside were having, breaking into a wide grin as she mouthed towards him, "It's Klavier and Apollo, together as usual, Daddy!"

Phoenix smiled before turning back to his case file.

That's my Trucy; always knowing what I need before I know that I need it. She's always a step ahead of me, my little one.

Trucy was carefully scrutinizing the two through the keyhole as they ticked off a checklist they had brought along with them, held still by one of the Agency's easily recognisable (as it had Troupe Gramarye stamps, stickers and pictures decorating the entire thing) clipboards that Apollo had recently borrowed.

"So, mein liebe, who have we got left?"

"Well…" Apollo paused for a moment, counting the names on the checklist, before coming to a halt at the last two. "We've delivered to eight different people: Ema, Lana, Mr. Edgeworth, Eldoon, Wocky, Lamiroir, Mr. Payne and Vera…so Trucy and Mr. Wright are the only ones left now."

"Great! Then we can head back home and eat the rest of the batch, can't we, Apollo?"

Apollo's mouth threatened to water, before Apollo swiftly wiped away the oncoming saliva with the back of his hand. "Of course we can!"

Both men laughed alongside each other before Trucy pulled open the door and held her hands out patiently. Klavier handed her the two boxes, Trucy reading the label from the top one carefully. "It says, 'Here is some freshly-made stollen for you to eat this Christmas, Trucy With lots of love, from Klavier and Apollo'… Aww, that's so kind of you! Me and Mr. Hat will have so much fun eating all this. Well, if he could actually eat it, then that would be much better, wouldn't it?"

A loud cough was heard from inside, and Trucy realised something. "Oh, and Daddy, too."

The trio laughed loudly before Trucy turned and headed inside. "I'll only be a minute, so just wait there!"

Klavier and Apollo were left alone outside the front door of the Wright Anything Agency, holding each other's hands to keep their hands, and their hearts, warm and content. Apollo squeezed Klavier's right hand to get his attention, Klavier turning to face him in evident surprise.

"You know, Klavier…not to weird you out or anything here, but I think you're like a piece of stollen."

Klavier had to put his hand to his miuth to stop himself bursting into a fit of hysterics, instead releasing his hand from his mouth and responding with a thoroughly amused expression. "How so?"

Apollo looked embarrassed, a slight blush coming to his cheeks.

"Well…you're like a regular prosecutor and a regular heart-throb rockstar- but you're so, so special in many more ways than one. You see, you have such a kind heart beneath all that pain you've suffered- and believe me, you've gone through a lot more than anyone I know. It was quite the surprise when I got to know you. You have this wonderful, kind, warm-hearted, considerate personality, and that's one of the reasons why I like you so much.

Some think that you're stuck up and not a very nice person, but I love you- so don't you ever feel like you have to change just to please people, OK? Oh, and also," Apollo grinned, "you make every day feel like a special occasion- just like Christmas. So, that's why I think that you're like a piece of stollen- you are yourself. And that's a great thing to be."

Klavier stood in silence for but a moment before, after smiling warmly and his misty eyes gleaming, kissing Apollo passionately and making sure that Apollo knew that Klavier loved him more than words could say and was forever grateful that he had found someone like him- always thinking about him, kind, unique and indeed very special. Apollo didn't break from the kiss and neither did Klavier, as time seemed to stand still in that very moment. Their lips' gentle touch conveyed every little part of their love for each other, expressing what words could not.

Only the sound of an opening door and a girl's laughter could snap them back to reality, blushing when they realised what had just happened- but grinning widely all the same.

"Oh, get a room, you two."