A/N: ...and so the Justicykes fluff continues. They're gonna cuddle!

It was another ordinary day at the Wright Anything Agency—no cases, no clients, just lawyers semi-lazing around. Well, Apollo was set to do toilet duty again while Athena's job was to organize their book shelf. Strangely enough, Phoenix was not around today, though Phoenix did claim that he had an errand to run so that explained the mystery. The two lawyers both knew that Trucy was probably out on the streets performing magic tricks, after all, they knew the aspiring magician all too well.

"Uwah!" Athena groaned in annoyance at the fact she misplaced two books again. She got her alphabets mixed up once more, 'A' came before 'B', not the other way around. Puffed cheeks, crossed arms, the orange headed lawyer sat on the ground in a childish manner.

"Athena, don't tell me you knocked over the shelf?" Apollo Justice shouted from faraway with the sound of scrubbing porcelain in the background.

"No I didn't!" The younger lawyer retorted as her cheeks puffed wider and her lips started to resemble fish lips.

"This is not my job!" Exclaimed Widget as it had the red frowning emotion over its surface. The machine echoed the thoughts of Athena Cykes, though she had no intent to hide those words to begin with.

"Athena if you ever want to go back being a lawyer then you should probably finish organizing the bookshelf," Apollo looked down at Athena before holding out a hand as an offer. "Need help getting up?"

Athena jumped on her two feet without Apollo's assistance before slapping his hand. Her cheeks were still puffed and the lawyer was still angry at the whole situation—even though, this was the exact reaction every time she had to do anything in the agency that was not law related. Her two arms struck out forcefully on her sides, she was pouting at this point.

"I can't ever organize the bookshelf perfectly! Every time I think I do, it's always like a magical misplacement happens—just like my beautiful contradictions!" Athena sulked as she, looked up to the ceiling trying to conceal the tears that could be coming out. After all, the young lawyer was a mix mash of overdramatic emotions.

"Athena!" The devil lawyer grabbed a hold of one of her hands and held it up in between their face. A grin came across his face. "It's time to practice the Chords of Steel. After me-I'm Apollo Justice and I'm FINE!"

"Wait wha—"She felt a pinch in her fore arm, instantly a glare was shot at Apollo's face. A sigh came out before she cleared her throat. "I'm Athena Cykes and… I-I'm FINE!"

That little exercise of Apollo's was always therapeutic in terms of calming her nerves and keeping her emotions under control. A loud sighing noise came out from the orange head's exhale. Palm made into a fist, her arm pulled her fist near her chest. Still, just the thought of organizing that darn shelf gave her shivers. As Pearls has described, even if she managed to clean the place up the next day it would revert to its original state of mess. Her esteem plummeted at the thought of Peals' statement. Arms weak, legs shaking at the slightest—the lawyer was starting to doubt her decisions in being employed at this agency.

"Here, let me help you," Apollo tugged at Athena's gloved hand as he walked over to the bookshelf. He scanned through the shelf carefully, looking for things Athena might've missed.

After all, Athena was a bit of a scatterbrain, just look at her desk. Papers, books, folders all scattered across the table top. Heck, sometimes it becomes a bit of a challenge to even look for her mug. Though, the younger lawyer was always quick to deny that.

"Hey, what's this?" Athena picked up a bunch of CDs labelled 'Steel Samurai' as the leading titles.

Curiously, she flipped one of the CD cases to the backside hoping to get a summary. A grin came across her lips while reading through the summary of that one CD. Her eyes glistened at the thought of samurais—in this case, it had nothing to do with Simon Blackquill, she was simply fascinated. Could this be the series that Simon was such a big fan of back then—then again, she wouldn't know. As a kid, she only saw Simon when he came by to study psychology with her mother. A smug grin surfaced on her face upon the facts that she found these CDs laying around this very office and the fact that everything in those shelves belonged to either Trucy or Phoenix.
From what she knew about Trucy, she understood that the young magician was more of a fan of crime shows rather than shows about samurai—but that doesn't rule out the possibility of her being a fan of the Steel Samurai series. However… if they belonged to Phoenix, then that would be quite interesting.

"Oh those! They're Steel Samurai CDs! They belong to Mister Wright!" Apollo waltzed over to Athena curiously and his eyes shined in awe. There were so many CDs in front of him that this was a little unbelievable. "I believe it's Maya who gave him the CDs."

"Maya…? Oh! You mean, the lady who's Peals' cousin!"

"Yeah! From what I heard, she's quite the fan," A nod came after the words were spoken. The demon lawyer took one last glance at the bookshelf. He raised his hand up, palm facing outwards.

"Well, everything seems to be in order now. Go team us!" He felt a slap from Athena's hand before grabbing on to it, then pulling their hands down to their sides.

"Yeah! Athena Cykes and Apollo Justice, bringing justice to the court and putting bookshelves back into order!"

"Erk—I guess, that's true…" Apollo didn't really agree with that statement. After all, she did it make it sound as if it was their job to organize the bookshelf—which it was not, clearly the reason for doing so was the fact that no client has been coming around in a while and Phoenix Wright needed to give his subordinate jobs to do. He cleared his throat before fixing his blue tie. "Why don't we watch the Steel Samurai together?"

"Yeah, let's do it!" Without any hesitation, she pulled Apollo over to the couch and turned on the small TV.

Apollo couldn't possible resist her so he obliged by moving with her over to the couch. He plopped down on the couch with his arms across the top while waiting for the screen to load. Athena seemed to know what she was doing considering the fact that she probably never touched this old school TV before. After a few noises, the image of the Steel Samurai popped up on screen. A grin came across his lips at the site of the series.

Athena sat down next to Apollo before she turned to him with a gentle smile. Her attention was refocused on the screen shortly after the short exchange with her fellow co-worker. Athena pressed her head against Apollo's neck gently while still maintaining full attention on the screen. His arms wrapped around her—one around her shoulders from the back and the other came from upfront. Athena looked up to his face, Apollo looked down to meet her blue eyes. The two of them smiled briefly before looking back at the screen.

Right, she remembered her purpose of staying at the agency now. Wanting to bring justice and seeking out the truth in this dark era, and the fact she and Apollo could cuddle on the couch when the boss wasn't around was also pretty great. This was a daily routine she could get used to.

"We should do this more often," Athena scooted closer to the other lawyer and felt his arms complying, bringing her closer to him. She saw his faint smile in response to her statement.

A chaste kiss landed on her forehead. She could feel the warmth, the love, and the trust he felt for her. In return, she also wanted to demonstrate how she felt about him, so she moved up slightly and landed a kiss at the corner of his lips. Apollo turned pretty red from that chaste kiss, maybe the redness of his face was comparable to his attire. Athena simply giggled in response before returning to her original position.

So the video went on but the two of them eventually fell asleep—Apollo's head lightly on top of Athena's and their hands holding on to one another.