Never mess with a kid with an agenda
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Title: Decisive Evidence
Author: Zeon Twilight
Pairing: Phoenix X Maya
Summary: Simplicity is Bliss they say, but unfortunately for Phoenix, his mind won't let things be simple too long, his thoughts lead him an interesting spot, and a special something from the past only confuses him more.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Phoenix Wright or any of the character’s therein, all I own is the idea for this plot.
A/N: boy, it’s been awhile Since I did any Writing, I might be a little rusty. anyway, I intend this to be a Fluffy little Short story, probably not many chapters to it. With a slight AU (Not AU in it’s Traditional Sense so much as it’s a “Could be” Without a backing, it takes place directly after the third game’s last Case and contains spoilers, so, Consider this your Warning.)
If it’s something you’ve seen before, I’m not surprised, but I haven’t really read much PW fanfiction, so I’m sorry if I inadvertently steal your story.
So anyway, enough about my Panda’s Eating Disorder, on with the show.
-------------“Simplicity is Bliss.”
The moments when Phoenix Wright could actually have this thought were very few and far between. With his occupation, the kind of people he found himself spending time with, and the sheer madness that was every case, he found that “simple” was hardly something he was well acquainted with.
Still, in this moment, everything was simple, He was surrounded by the people who he favored the most (and Franziska von Karma, who he was up in the air about) and for the moment, everything seemed to be well in his world.
Maya was gleefully eating the food with Pearl, fortunately, Mr. Armstrong had finally hired a cook that knew what they were doing, opting to man the register and insist that everyone needed Aromatherapy oils. So Phoenix did not have to worry about them dying of food poisoning.
Edgeworth was on the phone with someone on business, for once actually seeming to try and get away so that he could be part of the group, or at least listen to them talk. Edgeworth had been a tremendous help, on many levels, and in all honesty, he’d risked his job for Phoenix, without him, Phoenix had a feeling that things would have turned out very differently.
Gumshoe was ravenous, but trying to hold back a little on account of not wanting to seem like a Pig in front of Maggey, or that is what it seemed like to Phoenix anyway.
Franziska on the other hand, was disturbing him at the moment, as she was focused on him, a look of contemplation fixed on her face, with her; that usually meant that whipping was imminent.
As simple as the scene was, and as relaxed as Phoenix felt, he did have plenty to think about, he always did, whenever chaos felt too far away, he could always just let his thoughts drift for a bit and it would come rushing back.
First on his mind, as he looked over at her, was Maya, he’d almost lost her again, her life had once again been in mortal danger and the same feeling that had come over him in the Engarde case, he’d been so close to losing her then as well, and the feeling it had brought on invoked many confusing emotions in his mind.
First of all, what was it? At the emotion’s core, what was it that drove him to do anything for Maya? He remembered clearly how he’d felt when she was Kidnapped, he felt dead, he felt that the world had decided to pull the carpet out from under his feet and had no intention of giving him any slack.
But miracles happen, you just have to make them sometimes, and thus, Maya was able to join his side again, the feeling that brought on was just as confusing, as if he’d suddenly come alive again when he saw her and part of him that he’d lost had returned. It was a better feeling than any case he’d ever won.
It was at this time, that Phoenix realized he must have been staring, as his mind had wondered off, since he heard the words, “I’m know I’m a gorgeous girl Nick, but please, keep viewings to ten seconds at a time.” His eyes focused and he could see that Maya was looking back at him, a slight pink hue on her cheeks as she spoke that quip.
Pearl beamed, “He just wants to look at his Loooooover!” She grinned, clasping her hands beside her face in the gesture she always seemed to favor when she was discussing something she felt was cute.
Phoenix jerked his eyes away, the half eaten food on his plate suddenly becoming far more interesting than before, “Um, sorry.” Maya laughed slightly, “It’s okay Nick, nothing you haven’t seen before after all.” Seeming a little flustered by Pearl’s comment.
That, was of course, the real question as he stared at the lobster on his plate, it’s shell most likely the same shade as his face, all the things he did for her, he tossed away all regard for himself every time, going as far to try and Cross a burning bridge he knew he had no chance to cross successfully, only for her.
His mentor’s sister, that’s what she’d been to him a couple years ago, just someone dear to someone who’d been dear to him.
But spending so much time with her, at the office, in court, on her adventures she insisted on having, he knew full well that Maya was no longer Maya: Mia Fey’s sister, but Maya…Holder of his heart.
He shook his head, “Geez! Where did that come from?!”
He thought harshly, closing his eyes and shaking his head faster, but try as he might, he couldn’t shake the thought, the truth of it was, there was no way he’d do all that unless he…“HOLD IT!”
He thought to himself, face leaning down inches away from the sea creature on his plate, “She’s Mia’s sister, of course I’m protective!”
suddenly, Phoenix Realized that his mind had become a courtroom, and his emotions were on trial.“Objection!”
Said another voice in his mind, “If that were the truth, that you were only Protective, why spend so much time with her? Why do you always go along with her? Why do you watch steel Samurai Reruns with her? Why do you always look forward to getting to the office just because you know she’ll be there? Why did you have no will to work while she was gone?”
The Defense in his mind was on the run, he leaned back in his chair, trying to look casual, but most likely failing miserably, since currently, Simplicity had once again told him to talk a long walk off a short dock and chaos had once again come to his mind.
The defense in his mind was unable to come up with a good counter-argument, so it decided to try and change the direction of the debate, “She’s Mia’s little sister! How could I face her?!”
The voice, though totally imagined, seemed more desperate this time.
As he loosened his tie, he wondered why he imagined the other voice waving a finger at him, “But that’s just it, Mia trusted you with everything, can you think of anyone that she’d rather see her sister with but someone that she trusts and that makes her sister happy?”
Phoenix wondered if he’d just cringed in the real world, as Edgeworth, apparently having ended his call during Phoenix’s little Episode, was looking at him a bit strangely, Phoenix looked away and out the window as if he hadn’t noticed.
“B-but, she’s only 19.”
“And wise beyond her years under all the playfulness, your arguments are starting to sound like guilt Phoenix, Grasping at straws like that.”
“W-what about Iris?”
“What about her? Do you have something in particular you’d like to share?
Truth was, when Dahlia, whom at the time, he thought was Iris, tried to Pin the murder on Maya, he felt nothing but anger towards her for that, to imply that Maya could hurt someone it…it…
"That’s what I thought.”
“Oh boy…what a mess.”
Phoenix thought as he put his hand over the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes and rubbing the area gently, this realization was startling, but he knew he couldn’t deny it. He was in love with Maya Fey, and he couldn’t think of a single contradiction there.
“Phoenix Wright.” Came a voice that had been silent for a long while, he’d nearly forgotten everyone was there, and this person in particular, he didn’t expect to hear, “Something on your mind?” it was of course, the voice of Franziska von Karma.
He cringed, “Er…no n-nothing.” He whimpered, expecting to be whipped, but oddly enough, was not. “Oh?” Was her only response, besides a grin that made him even less comfortable than her penchant for whipping him for little or no reason at all.
Phoenix slid out of the booth and stood up, “Um, I’m going for a short walk, don’t wait up, I just want to work off a little of this lobster before dessert.” He put on a cheesy Grin, but he figured it would do.
Pearl piped up, “Hey! Mr. Nick! No fair, you didn’t finish your lunch, you have to eat it all for dessert.” She said, looking as if she were ready for a fight. He couldn’t help but laugh, “That’s even more reason for me to work off what I’ve ate then huh Pearls?” he said as he turned and walked towards the door, leaving with a bit more haste than he’d intended to.
The truth was, he needed time to collect his thoughts, what to do about Maya, top on the list.
Overall, what was he though? She was the heir to the Kurain Channeling Technique, and he was just a defense attorney who, despite a strong record, still barely made the Rent.
Of course, another issue was what about how she felt, after all, he as sure to her he was just some old Fuddy Duddy that her sister had been mentor to right?
Then again, he could swear sometimes the by the way she ac-
A crack of a whip and pain running down his back as he walked was enough to pull him back to the real world, spinning around to see Franziska standing behind him, “Now that I have your attention…” She stated, pointing at a bench nearby, he’d apparently walked his way to the park, “Sit.” She demanded.
“Fran-“ He was quickly cut off by another crack of the whip, though this time she only winged him as a warning, “I told you, Sit.” She demanded again, he tone broaching no argument.
Having decided that the well being of his body was more important to him than his pride, he sat on the bench, looking up at her now, he spoke, “What do you want Franziska?” He spoke with a tired tone, all the thinking about Maya was leaving him feeling drained.
She grinned, that overconfident Von Karma grin, and idly played with the whip, “Do you recall the Matt Engarde Case you LOST a year ago?” She put extra emphasis on the word lost of course, Phoenix sighed, was this just another of her gloat sessions?
“Of course I remember, he was guilty after all, he got what he deserved.” He sighed, starting to stand, but quickly halted as he could see Franny’s Grip tighten on the Whip.
“Do you also Recall what the Scruffy detective mentioned to you at the Dinner party later?” she asked, Phoenix Found himself wondering how she would know about that, but as he opened his mouth, he saw that she was already waving her finger at him, “I was met at the Airport by my little Brother, he told me that you had a feeling we’d meet and gave him my whip…he also mentioned that the detective said something about there being FOUR pieces of evidence.”
Phoenix Shrugged, “Yes, but you only found three.” He wasn’t sure where she was going with this, “And besides that, the Evidence you found was more than enough.’
She frowned at him, “Phoenix Wright, We von Karma’s are perfect, I found four pieces, just not all at once…however, I found the last piece in that oaf’s pocket on my way out of the country…perhaps you’d like to see it?”
He blinked, why would she go out of her way to show him something from a year old case that ended in his client being guilty anyway? He nodded after a moment, “Alright then, do you have it.”
She smiled again, “As I said, we Von Karma’s are perfect.” She said as she pulled a card from her pocket and handed it to him.
He looked at it for a moment and then yelped, “You’re going to have me killed?!” he said a bit too soon, and suffered several lashes as a result, “Foolish fools who foolishly speak before their foolish minds process what is in front of their foolish eyes are the biggest fools of all!” She shouted in a small fit of anger.
As his vision cleared from the pain, he could see what he was looking at, it was indeed Shelly De Killer’s card but it seemed that someone had drawn a profile of his face onto it, making it look like he had a spikey shell for hair.
He smirked, “It’s not bad Franny, Do you often doodle on evidence?”
The whipping that followed was Graphic enough to scare most the people from the park, guards included, but she stopped before he passed out from the pain.
“I didn’t draw this Phoenix Wright, this crude drawing was found at the scene where Maya Fey was being kept.”
Slowly, everything was snapping into place in his mind, he remembered her mentioning that she’d drawn something, “You mean this is…?”
Franziska said nothing to answer his question, “Of course, you have been thinking of her since the end of this case.” It wasn’t a question; it was her stating a fact.
She grinned again, “So do I need to present more to you, or will you talk to the girl about this?”
Phoenix blinked, Maya could have been bored, it could just be that, but then again, he didn't really know either, “…Why are you doing this Franziska?”
He felt a lash across the chest, then, “As I looked through your records I saw a time where you refused to pick up cases, incidentally, it correlated with the time that Maya Fey was away on her Spirit Training trip…I will defeat you Phoenix Wright…”she said as she pointed right at him, “However, in order to do that, you must keep taking cases, and to me, this is the best way to insure that.”
“…” He turned the card over and over in his hand, before slipping it in his breast pocket, “Thank you.”
Franziska allowed herself one true smile, before frowning again, “My reasons are entirely my own and have nothing to do with your happiness Phoenix Wright.” She grinned, “I think you have walked long enough, you should head back now, I have a plane to catch.”
Phoenix sighed as she walked past him, they weren’t far from where she was staying after all, and he doubted she rented a car, she didn’t seem the type.
As she disappeared from his sight, he thought once again to himself, “Simplicity is Bliss…but at least Complexity is interesting.” He looked at the card, starting his walk back.
It’s mostly written after 12AM, so my spell checking is a bit rough, sorry.
There you are, chapter one, I think this will last maybe two or three chapters in all, hit me with some reviews if you don’t mind, I certainly hope my skills aren’t too rusty, it’s been a very long time since I used them.
Sig links to my fanfic. MayaXPhoenix. Romance/humor. Final chapter is up.
Last edited by Zeon Twilight on Sat May 03, 2008 4:04 am, edited 2 times in total.