A/N: I would like to use this chapter to not only add to this series, but also call attention to something that's been happening on the site, with me at the center.
Recently a certain user has brought to my attention that some of my stories bear a striking resemblance to the stories of a talented writer on this site, whom I will I not name here to avoid raising more problems. But, rest assured, she knows very well who she is. This having been brought to my attention, I would like to address it directly for all to see.
Looking over the accusations, I can see a few good points being made. However, I would like to say that it has NEVER been my intention to steal ideas from another writer. I do enjoy this author's work, as she is probably my favorite writer on this site, as well as a person to whom I owe a debt of gratitude to for all the advice she has given me since my earliest days on this site. I have spoken with this author myself about this issue. She cannot deny that she sees the similarities. However, rather than being angry, she only said that she is disappointed. I am as well. As I said, I did not use these ideas with the thought in my head of "Alright, how can I rip off this author today?" I have a great deal of respect for this author. But I cannot deny that the similarities are there.
I also offered to issue an apology to her right here, in my drabbles. However, she refused. She said she would not want, nor expect an apology, simply recognition from any inspiration she may have brought forth. She also said that there is a group to whom I do owe an apology; You. The readers. And so, I do just that. To all of you, I extend my sincerest apologies. Not simply for using the ideas of another person. Inadvertently or not, I feel I've insulted you all. I did not come to this site wanting to alienate readers or become the subject of any controversy. I came here to share my ideas with a fandom I adore. I'm fully aware that my writing skills are nothing special. I use tired old phrases over and over again, and sometimes I bore myself with my writing. But I had ideas I wanted to share with you all. And I was overwhelmed by the positive feedback I received on my first two stories, Vacation in Kurain and Turnabout Delivery. If you all are satisfied with what I bring to the table in my stories, that makes me happier than you could possibly imagine. But when I'm being told that I'm stealing the ideas of another, I can only assume that means you're disappointed in me and my work. And that in turn disappoints me. So, to all of my readers; The ones who have been here from the beginning, the ones who are just now finding my work, and to those who are here simply to point out my mistakes, I extend my sincerest apologies. I can't fix the mistakes of the past, however, I can swear that I will work to better myself in the future and bring you my own, original ideas.

*sigh* Now that that's out of the way, let's move onto the actual chapter itself, however short it may be.

Phoenix, dressed in his brand new suit (Which had been purchased for him by Maya, to replace his old wine stained old one) rushed down the sidewalk at breakneck speeds.

Damnit! Figures I sleep in on the one day I absolutely CANNOT afford to do so! He thought to himself.

As he continued to sprint to his destination, the man wasn't paying nearly enough attention as he bounded around a corner on the sidewalk… And plowed directly into an innocent bystander.

"Whoooooooa!" Phoenix cried as he tumbled forward, pulling his victim down with him. He pulled himself up from the concrete and rubbed his forehead. Oh boy, that smarts. He thought to himself. He quickly pulled himself up from the ground and turned to the person whim he'd bowled over. Extending a hand to them, he spoke. "Hey, sorry about that. I'm kinda in a rush."

The person accepted Phoenix hand and spoke. "Apology accepted, Herr Wright."

"Huh?" Phoenix finally looked at the person he'd crashed into to see none other than Klavier Gavin. He quickly pulled the German man to his feet. "Oh, prosecutor Gavin. Fancy bumping into you here… Literally."

"Ja, imagine that. Where are you off to in such a hurry today?" Gavin asked.

Phoenix put on a smirk. "Well, I'm actually on my way to retake the bar exam. I've been cramming for weeks in preparation."

"O-oh, I see." Gavin said sullenly as he shifted his gaze to the ground.

"Hm?" Phoenix took notice of this. "Something wrong, prosecutor."

"Er, n-nein. You should get going since you are in such a rush."

Phoenix glanced at his watch. "Ah! You're right!" He quickly turned around to begin running at full speed again. "It was nice chatting with you, prosecutor." Before the spikey-haired man to take off at speed rivaling another spikey blue creature, he was stopped in his tracks.

"Herr Wright, just a moment."

Phoenix turned back to face Klavier jogging in place. "What is it? I kinda really have to get moving." He said.

"I know. This will just take a moment." Klavier said. "I simply wanted to… Apologize for my hand in your disbarment, Herr Wright."

"Huh? Where's this coming from all of a sudden?" Phoenix asked.

"This has… Been weighing down on me for some time. My brother may have simply used me as a pawn, but it cannot be denied that I had as much a hand in it as he did." He continued to stare at the ground. "And so, I am… Sorry." Klavier then suddenly felt a pair of hands on his shoulders and looked up to see Phoenix staring at him, a smile on his face.

"Klavier, it's fine. You had no idea what your brother was planning. You were fresh out of law school and full of potential. Something Kristoph used to his advantage." He pulled a hand from Klavier's shoulder and extended it to him. "So don't beat yourself up too much. You've already been forgiven."

Klavier mouth slowly formed into a smile as he took Phoenix's hand and smiled. "Thank you, Herr Wright."

"Don't mention it." Phoenix said, turning on his heels. "Now, I really gotta get moving."

"Right. The best of luck to you!" Klavier said.

Both men made to leave when Phoenix suddenly called out. "Prosecutor Gavin!"

Klavier turned around to look at the man again, who flashed him a thumbs up.

"Let's meet in court sometime!"