As Ema paced the precinct in her onyx high heels, she fiddled with her thumbs and thought of the current case as if it was a recurring nightmare. At the very moment she tripped, she recieved a phone call on her cellphone. She opened her bag and rearranged the bottles of chemicals to find her dark pink clamshell phone. "Hello?" she said.
"Fraulein?" Klavier said. Ema sighed. The slacking rockstar was on the other line. "Klavier." Ema said. "What a pleasant surprise." she said.
"Glad to see that you've looked at things differently, fraulein." he said, grinning. He sat down on his chair and put his feet up on the table. Mud from his boots were starting to fall onto the table. "I need you to gather some evidence for the case tomorrow, ja?" he said. Ema sighed, and said, "Fine. Where's the scene?" she asked.
"It's next door to your house, apparently, fraulein." he said. Ema's eyes widened. "Next door to my house? But-- Wait, how did you know where my house was?"

"Off topic, fraulein." Klavier said, snapping his fingers. "I know you'll find something." he said, snickering. "Goodbye then, ja?"

"Goodby Klavier." Ema said, closing her phone. "Unbelievable." she exclaimed.

Meanwhile, at Klavier's office, Klavier was writing a new song.

Fraulein, Fraulein,
You're very smart indeed,
Fraulein, Fraulein,
Will you be mine?
Fraulein, Frau--

His performance was cut off by someone knocking on the door. Klavier put his guitar down and opened the door. "It's you." he said, greeting the blue-haired German woman standing in front of him. "I see you've redocorated." she said, smiling.
"What do you want?" Klavier asked. The last time he saw this woman was on that crazy trial in Minsk. "Well, I've heard that you broke up with Amy. You do remember her, right?" she said, smirking. Gavin glared at her. "Want to celebrate over some wine?" she said, holding up a bottle.
Klavier shook his head. "There's no celebration to be made. Get out of here." he said, pushing Franziska out of the door. "Tsk tsk." Franziska said. "I'm not going any--"

She was cut off by the door slamming. Klavier wiped his hands; he didn't want any bacteria from her to spread on himself. "Gross lady." he said. He picked up his guitar and continued his song.

"Where was I? Oh right.

Fraulein, Fraulein,
Accept my qualities,
Fraulein, Fraulein,
I'm more than just a man of lies,
I cry for you every night,
Whatever sorrow brings,
I think of you everytime,
And the sorrow lifts from me,
Fraulein, Fraule--

Cut off again!" he said, referring to the knock on the door. He opened it and said "What do you wa-- oh, fraulein. I was just thinking about you." he said, opening the door a little wider. "Come in." he said.
Ema noticed the fact that he was acting weird. He sounded.. depressed. She saw a music sheet on his desk. "What's this? A new song? It's called.. Frau--"

"Don't mind that." he said, snatching the sheet of paper. "What did you bring me?"
"Evidence. You wanted evidence, right?" Ema said, confused. This wasn't a normal Klavier. Not at all. "Oh.. right." Klavier said. "What are they?"
Ema was puzzed even more. Not a single hint of flirting. "Err.. are you alright?" she said. Klavier nodded. "Yeah, don't mind me. What did you find?"
"I found.. the murder weapon, keys to the victim's car... Ok, I give up. There is something wrong with you! You don't seem normal!"

Klavier backed away slowly. "Just because I'm acting like a human being doesn't mean I'm an alien!!" he said. Ema's eyes watered slightly. She took a seat on the leather chair and cried her eyes out. She wouldn't show her face to Klavier. "Ema.. I'm.." Klavier said, trying to apologize. "Just go away." Ema said.
"But this is my office." Klavier said. Give Skye what she wants!, her thought. Klavier left the office. Skye looked up. He was gone. "Where is that song sheet?"

Skye hunted every drawer, nook, and cranny, and found it. "A-HA!" she said. "It's called.. Fraulein? Odd. Good thing I know how to play a bit of guitar."

Fraulein, Fraulein,
You're very smart indeed,
Fraulein, Fraulein,
Will you be mine?
Fraulein, Fraulein,
Accept my qualities,
Fraulein, Fraulein,
I'm more than just a man of lies,
I cry for you every night,
Whatever sorrow brings,
I think of you everytime,
And the sorrow lifts from me,
Fraulein, Fraulein...
Fraulein...

"Oh. My. Gosh." she said. She heard footsteps walk towards the door. She crumpled the piece of paper and pocketed it. Remembering something she learned in high school, she closed her eyes and tears kept pouring down. Klavier went in. "Jerk!" she said, pushing him aside as she left. "Sheesh." Klavier said. He sat down on his desk and looked for the song sheet. "Where is it??!" he said. "Oh no."

Ema ran to her house as quickly as possible, seeing as rain was pouring down. She walked inside her house soaking wet. Everywhere she went, she left a puddle. It was as if she peed in every room. She walked upstairs into her bedroom, where the phone started to ring. Since Ema was soaking wet and had a gut feeling who it was, she ignored the phone call, removed her clothes, and took a shower. Her answering machine turned on.

Hi! This is the Skye residence. I'm currently busy or not here, so leave a message after the beep. *beep*

Hi fraulein. Uh.. you haven't happened to see a song sheet that says frau-- you know what, I'll just go pick it up. I'm in my car and I'm pulling up on the driveway. Bye. *beep*

Ema gasped. If he was going to search the house for the sheet, then he might search everywhere-- even the bathroom! She had to cover herself. She took a towel and wrapped it around her head and then grabbed her robe. The door to her room suddenly opened. She frantically turned off the shower and tied the robe around her. She hid behind the shower curtain, and waited for Klavier to leave. Klavier was about to go into the bathroom, but he didn't. Ema sighed with relief, but she looked down and saw that the song sheet was on the other side of the shower curtain; the side of the curtain she was at and the side of the curtain that was partially open. She closed the curtain on that side and went to the other side. But this time, that side was exposed. She kept going back and forth when Klavier walks in. Ema just leaned against the wall toward the middle and watched Klavier pick up the song sheet. Just when he was about to leave, he looked in the mirror.

He fiddled with his hair a bit and practiced his catch-phrases and such. "Ja?! Ja? Ja. Achtung! Achtung. ACHTUNG! Achtung." He even started to make weird faces. Ema started to giggle. Klavier looked toward the sound. "Fraulein?" he said, walking towards the shower curtain. "Are you there?" he said. Ema said nothing. She stood still, trying not to make a sound. Klavier was about to open the curtain, but figuring it would be rude if she was there, he said, "Look, if you're there, I just got my song sheet back, ok?"
Klavier was about to go out of the bedroom when Ema said, "Take care!"
Klavier smiled and said, "You too, fraulein."

Klavier got into his car, a bit wet from the rain, and inserted a Gavinners CD. He drove back to his office when...

CRASH!!!!!!!

He woke up to find his beautiful car collided with a red pick-up truck.

Klavier stepped out of his car, and limped towards the red pick-up truck's driver's seat, stepping into a few puddles on the way. It stopped raining a few minutes ago. "Hey! ..You!" he said, knocking on the pick-up truck's door. The man who stepped out of the car was Phoenix Wright. He seemed to be coughing; and it looked like he had a cold. "A--CHOOOO!!!!!!!" he said, wiping his nose with the sleeve of his hoodie. He looked up and saw Klavier. "Oh. *sniff* It's you. A-CHOO!" he said, shutting the door of his pick-up. "You just cost me twelve-hundred dollars." Phoenix said, slowly making his way to Gavin's car. He kicked the tire of the car repeatedly. "Twe-twe.. Twelve-hundred dollars?!?!" Gavin asked. He limped towards Wright. "Why that much?"

"That was a friend's car." he said. "He said that I could borrow it, but if it gets involved in any accidents, then I pay in full." Wright slowly made his way toward Gavin. "It's all your fault." he said. Gavin felt bad, so he limped towards his Mustang and took out his wallet. "Here," Klavier said, "this is full payment." Phoenix looked at Gavin. "That's most generous of you." he said. He took the money and put it in his hat. He slowly made his way to his car and drove what was left of it home. As he got farther away, Gavin heard him say, "WHEE-OO!! I JUST EARNED ME SOME MONEY! WHOOPEE!"

Klavier shook his head. He took his black cellphone from his car and called none other than Ema Skye. Ema was already done taking her shower, and she was in her pajamas. She was sitting on her bed, brushing her hair, when the clamshell phone beside her started to ring. "Hello?" she said. "Fraulein!" Klavier said, relieved. "I need you to pick me up in the corner of 25th and 3rd." he said.
"What happened?" Ema asked, standing up. She started to twirl her hair nervously. "My car crashed intto Wri-- you know what, just get her, ja?" he said. "Bye." He hung up his phone.

"What is with him?" Ema said. She took her lab coat and wore it on top of her pj's. She took her keys and a pair of flip-flops from her shoe cabinet and got into her car. She put the key into the key thing and twisted it, but she ran out of gas. "Snackum!" she said angrily. She looked at her neighbor's lawn. There was a wet motorbike. Since the house was a crime scene, she doubted anyone was ther; so she stole it. Luckily, the keys were left in it. She rode off to where Gavin was.

Meanwhile, Klavier was getting impatient. He leaned towards his car, remembering that his car was wet. "AH!" he said, standing straight and removing his jacket. The back was soaking wet. This made him even angrier. He looked at the ground and looked at his reflection through a puddle. "At least I still got the looks." But the puddle was reflecting light. It looked like the light of a headlight. Suddenly, the motorbike Ema was on made a sharp U-turn, wooshed over the puddle and was now right in front of Gavin. But doing so, Gavin's face was now covered in mud. "Hop on!" Ema said, smiling. This was the first time Gavin saw Ema without her rose-tinted glasses and her ponytail. Gavin rode on the bike, depressed. "Where to?" Ema asked.

Gavin didn't answer. "My house, then." she said. But before she left, she got Gavin's things from his car and put the objects in her coat pockets. They rode off to Ema's house. Ema let Gavin in, and Gavin laid down on the couch. "You can stay for the night, if you want." Ema said. Gavin fell asleep.

Ema went back upstairs and sighed. She brushed her teeth and went to bed.

She woke up and walked downstairs, where Klavier had a surprise...

Klavier was sitting down on one of the chairs, with a breakfast buffet on the small wooden table in front of him. He stood up and took Ema's hand. "Frauelein, breakfast, ja?" he said, smiling. He took her to her seat and pulled out the chair. Ema sat down, smiling, and scooted toward the table. Klavier took his seat across the table and got one of the omelettes. "Omelette, fraulein?" he said. Ema nodded, and gave her plate to Klavier so her could put the omelette on it. After getting the plate back, she took a bite. "Superb!!" she said, taking another bite. "Klavier, did you make all of this?" she asked. Klavier blushed. That was the first time she called him 'Klavier' without an annoyed tone. Ema anxiously waited for the answer. If he made this himself, he really does care. "I wish I could say yes, fraulein, but I invited some company while you were asleep." he said. Ema sighed. Typical Klavier. The same glimmerous fop. A red-headed maid came out from the study; a duster in he hand. "All done, Klavi." she said, smiling. "Where's my payment?"

"Oh, here, fraulein maid." Klavier said, giving her a 50.
"Bye Klavii!" the red head said, grabbing her bucket full of supplies and heading out the door. "That's just so typical. Typical Klavier. Always unbelievable. Always predictable." Ema said. She finished her omelette in a rush and put the dishes in the sink. "I thought you changed. But deep down I know what's really inside of you." she muttered while she was stomping up the stairs. "Fraulein!" Klavier said. He was upset now. He tried to wash the dishes, which he never did before, so some plates got a few cracks here and there... but Klavier was trying to show Ema that he changed. Ema ran down the stairs, all dressed up for work, when she saw Klavier scrubbing a plate. Holding a plate in one hand and a sponge in the other, he turned to face Ema. "Fraulein, I'm sorry." he said, accidentally dropping the paint. "I'm sorry for that too."

"What do you mean? YOU BROKE OTHER PLATES!??!" Ema said, about to explode. "You know what? I give up. I'm on my way to work and I'm running late as it is." she said, running outside. Klavier sighed and picked up a broom. He swept the shards into one lump and grabbed the dustpan. "This day cannot get any worse." Just then, he heard Ema's phone ring. He didn't mind it and put the contents of the dustpan in the trash bin; then he returned to the dishes.

Hi! This is the Skye residence. I'm currently busy or not here, so leave a message after the beep. *beep*

Hi Ema. It's Richard.

And at that note, Klavier stopped with the dishes.

I don't know if you still remember me.. but I can't stop thinking about you. How about tonight? We can eat at the same restaurant. You do remember Cafe Ions right? Haha.. erm.. just call back, ok? *beep*

Klavier walked towards the answering machine and pressed delete.

A man with big leather boots was walking into the precinct. There was something in his hand. "Hey." he said to the officer nearest to him. "Where's detective Skye?" Upon hearing this, Ema turned around to see the man. This man was wearing a black leather jacket with a red shirt inside, and his hear was neatly combed. In one of his hands was a bouquet of tulips, Ema's favorite flower. "Richard." she said, smiling. Richard walked towards Ema and said, "For you." smiling. Ema gasped, one of her hands on her mouth and the other recieving the flowers. "This is so thoughtful of you!" she said, smelling the beatiful tulips. "I left a message on your machine, but since I was worried it wouldn't make it through, I decided to head down here." he said. "Do want to go to Cafe Ions?"

"Richard, this is great and all, but..." Suddenly, Ema's phone rang. "Excuse me." she said. "Hello? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. I'll... be right there." She hung up. "I'm sorry Richard but I'll be investigating tonight. Some other time, ok?" she said, pecking Richard's cheek. "Sorry!" she said, running towards the door. Richard sighed and dragged himself out of the precinct.
"What is it?" Ema asked. She was now in Klavier's office; panting. "Fraulein, I need you to writed me a song." Klavier said, snapping his fingers away. "WHAT!?!?" Ema said. "I just bumped off plans because you want me to write you a song? I thought this was urgent, not.. personal" she said angrily. She turned her back and was opening Gavin's door to leave. "I was joking, Fraulein." he said, smiling. "I need you to be in court tomorrow. Tell the judge about the evidence and such." Gavin said, standing up from his chair. "So Fraulein, what do you say?"
"I say... no." Ema said. Gavin was taken aback. "No? But you investigated this case! No one else knows!"
"I don't care." Ema said. "You always have foolish ideas! Everytime I'm in court! Sometimes you even ask me not to show any evidence! You know what, you're a joke. I've given up twice." She walked out of the door and slammed it shut. She sighed, and walked back to the precinct.

"Who am I going to find now?" he said.

That night, he tossed and turned. No one could help him; that he knew of. Because there was one man who knew-- Richard. Klavier thought of that possibility, but if Richard knew, than he wouldn't want to take the case at all. But since he agreed to take it, there was no more turning back. Tomorrow was the trial.

2 hours of sleep, and Klavier was woken up by his 'Electric Love' ringtone. Tired and drowsy, he reached for his cellphone on the night stand. Then he tried with his other hand. By doing so, he rolled out of bed. "Ungh." he said. He stood up and reached for his phone. "Hello?"
Klavier?
"Fraulein, I knew you'd change your mind."
No it's not that. It's just.. your brother was involved in an accident.
"Kristoph? How do you know?"
Because... I kind of... caused it...?

Klavier dropped his phone.

Hello? Hello? Klavier?

Klavier rushed to Hickfield Clinic; the clinic nearest to his office. Klavier looked for a doctor, and found a strange looking pink-haired man. "Sir..." Klavier said, panting, "Sir.. *pant* Have you seen.. *pant* Kristoph.. Gavin?"
"Kristoph Gavin? Hmm... yess..." the pink-haired man said, scratching himself. "Yes, you've seen him?"
"Hmm? No.." the man said. "I'm Dr. Hickfield, Hmm.. Yes."
"Hotti.. *pant* How about.. *pant* the scientist lady? *pant*" Klavier said, panting even more. "She can use as much chemicals on me as she wants.. hmm.. yes." Hickfield said, scratching his armpit. "Where.. is she?" Klavier said. Hickfield scratched himself once more and pointed towards one of the patient's beds. Klavier turned around, and saw Ema standing by Kristoph's bed. Klavier walked towards her and tried to console her. "It's all my fault!" Ema said, crying. Finally, Kristoph's eyes opened. His leg was in a cast and he had a few wounds and bruises here and there. "Wha.. What happened?" Kristoph said. "Yeah, what did happen?" Klavier said. He got one of the chairs and sat down to listen. Ema sighed, and told them.

I was in the library. My friend and I were talking, and I was walking backwards. Ya know, waving goodbye? When I turned around and walked a little bit further, I was looking over my shoulder, so I didn't notice that Kristoph was in front of me..
I bumped into him.
His back was turned to, and he was looking at the bookshelf. Probably looking for some dumb law book.

"HEY!" The Gavins said.

Ok ok, the SMART law book. Happy now?

The Gavins nodded.

*sigh* Ok, so Kristoph tripped forward, and he faced me. I apologized, but seeing as the bookshelf went all wobbly, I ran towards the other section. And then I heard a crash. I turned around and Kristoph was under the bookshelf.

"Just hearing it makes me sore." Kristoph said. Klavier stood up and said, "We're going now. Get well soon, brother."
Kristoph nodded, and together, Klavier and Ema left the hospital together. In Ema's car, there was silence. They couldn't speak to each other. Klavier's phone started to ring, and since Ema was driving, he answered. "Hello? Oh, hi Claire. No, I have plans. Bye." he hung up.

"Plans? Turning down a woman? Not like you at all, fop." Ema said. "Plans with whom?"

"You'll see, fraulein." Klavier said. "You'll see."

Ema arrived at her place. Klavier convinced Ema that he would stay another night, so Klavier opened Ema's door for her. "Fraulein." Klavier said. Ema walked in. The lights were off. As her hand reached for the switch, Klavier stopped her. "Wait." he said. He ran to the kitchen, and assembled a few things. It sounded like he was heating something. Then he lit a few candles. He took Ema's hand and said, "My plans, ja?"

Ema nodded, amazed. Klavier led Ema to her seat and pulled it out for her. Ema sat down, and Klavier pushed her chair in. Klavier took something out of the microwave; in the dim-lighted room, it looked like a small rotiserrie chicken. Which it was. Klavier put the chicken in the center of the table and grabbed plates for both of them. "Err, eat, ja?" he said, carving off a piece for Ema and placing it on her plate. "This tastes like.. the chicken from the 'Edible House' restaurant across the street!" she said, smiling. "That's what it is." Klavier said. A few hours of talking and eating made their bond quite stronger; something Ema thought would never happen. Klavier stood up, put the dishes in the sink, and took Ema's hand. "I'll escort you to your room and I'll be on my way, ja?" he said. Ema stood up with a confused look on her face. "You're not staying?" she asked.

"I mean, you'll still be on the couch, but you're not staying?" Klavier shook his head. "Sorry, fraulein. I think my plans end there." he said, leading her up the stairs. Ema smiled as she turned on the light in her bedroom. "Well, good night." she said, smiling. "Good night, fraulein." said Klavier, winking and closing her door. He sighed and walked downstairs to blow out the candles. He left Ema's house and walked home. Ema was looking out of her window, watching Klavier leave. She was practically swooning; when she broke out into song.

If I fell in love with you..
Will you promise to be true...
And help me understand..
'Cause I've been in love before
And I've found that love is more
Than just holding hands...[i]

She opened the window, and poured her heart out even more.

[i]If I gave my heart to you
I must be sure from the very start
that you would love me more than her...!

"Hey lady, can it!" one neighbor said. "Yeah lady, shut up!!!"
Ema grunted. She threw a flask of chemicals out of her window and shut her window tight. A smell started to emit from the splattered liquid. "BAH! What is that smell?" one of the neighbors said.
"ARGH! MY EYES!"
"My nose is broken! AHH!"
"HELP! I STUBBED MY TOE!"

"Hmph. Serves 'em right." Ema said. She walked into the shower and got ready to take a bath. Shutting the door, she didn't hear one thing that another

neighbor yelled out.

"HELP! SOME GUY WITH BLOND HAIR IS SERENADING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET! OHMIGOSH! YO BLONDIE, A TRUCK! BLONDIE!"

Fraulein! FRAULEIN!
I ask you to be mineeeeeee!

"HEEEEELP!!!!"

Some authors gives speeches at the start of chapters and break in the story. Some cut to the chase. And some, like me, will tick the reader off by showing a flashback instead of what happens next.

*FLASHBACK; 7 YEARS AGO*

"Alright, Gavinners, Guilty Love. One, two, three..." Klavier said, jamming his guitar strings.

You ca-an ca-all me guilty, but I don't care at all,
As lo-ong as I-I-I-I-I live for love I can!
You can be-et on it pa-al but--

Klavier suddenly stops. "What is it?" Daryan asked. Klavier was staring at the brown-haired girl with the rose-tinted shades that was watching them practice. "Hold on for a sec." Klavier said, giving his guitar to one of his bandmates. "What's with him today?" Daryan asked the drummer. The drummer just shrugged and practiced throwing his drumsticks. "Frau--Fraulein." Klavier said, a little shy. "Are you err, new around here? I've never seen such a beautful and delicate rose such as--"
"Hmmm... You must be... flirting." Ema said. "Bu--" Klavier said.
"You seem responsible and caring." She said, looking at Klavier. "Hello. Nice to meet you." she said, holding out her hand. "...Hi." Klavier said, shaking her hand. "Do you like music?" he asked.
"Not really. Unless the music is about science." Ema said, wiping her shades. Klavier was impressed. She didn't beg for a date or swoon. "Wanna go out sometime?" he asked. Ema's eyes lit up. "Of course! How about tonight?" she said. Klavier nodded. "Sure! How about..."

"Cafe Ions!" Ema said, smiling. "I love it there. Meet you at six?"
"Cafe Ions at six.. Great!" Klavier said, smiling. Ema walked away, waving goodbye. Klavier got up on the stage and said, "I got a date tonight." His bandmates laughed. "Are you joking? THAT chick? She's so.. scientific. BLEAGH!" Daryan said, laughing. Klavier felt sad. But he wanted his reputation to stick.

Meanwhile, at Ema's house, Ema was getting ready. She wore her brown pants and a black blouse. She wore her usual heels and didn't bring her shades. She let her hair down and primped herself in front of her mirror. "I'm ready.. scientifically." she said, smiling. She walked out of her door and walked to Cafe Ions; which was a perfect walking distance that would get her there at exactly six.

On the other hand, Klavier was napping in his bed; on purpose.

"Where is he?" Ema said.

Klavier is.. still asleep.

A few hours later, Ema gave up. "He stood up on me." she said. On her way out of the Cafe, she bumped into a man with a black leather jacket and a red shirt. "I'm so sorry." she said. "Oh it's alright." the man said. "Oh, I'm Richard." he said, smiling and holding out his hand. "Ema." she said, shaking his hand.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

See how much that ticks you off?
But those series of events were what was in Klavier's mind when he realized a truck was about to be in his face.

What do you think I'll do for this chapter?
Reveal Klavier's situation... or give you a flashback?
What you guessed is.. wrong. I'll do that other option.


Ema finished her shower and got out of the bathroom in her robe. She looked out the window to see a man lying on the street. "Oh my-- Klavier!" she said. She ran to the street-- she didn't mind if she was barefoot on asphalt; something she hated. She kneeled down to Klavier's body. "Klavier!" she said, holding up his head. "Speak to me!"
"A...A... Ach... Achtuuuuungggg...." he muttered. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Ema shouted. "We need to get him to a hospital!" she said to one of the neighbors. All of the neighbors either whistles, ignored her by pointing at something else, or yelling "YOU MADE US STINK! SO YOU STINK!" Ema sighed and carried Klavier into her car. She opened the passenger door and plopped him in. "I have to get you to the clinic-- and fast." she said, slamming the passenger door. She ran to the driver's seat and started the car. She sighed and floored it.

She was practically swerving her way to Hickfield Clinic. By the time she reached a red light, she screeched the car to a halt, causig Klavier's head to hit the dashboard. This made him wake up. "Huh?" he said, a little dazed. He leaned back and fell asleep. Ema sighed and saw the light turn to green. "It's just around the corner... It's just around the corner.." she repeated. Flooring it again, she managed to get to the clinic on time. She carried Klavier into the establishment and laid him on a bed. No nurse seemed to pay attention. "Help! Please!" Ema yelled. Klavier woke up, but his nose and ears started to bleed. "Help!"

"PLEASE!"

Since the last chapter was barely a chapter, I will pour my time into this one, since it involves... something. We'll both see. Note that this message was typed before the chapter even started, so I don't know what will be in this chapter either. Suspense for the both of us.

Klavier grabbed a bunch of tissues and blocked his ears and nose with it. He laid his head on the pillow and relaxed as if nothing was happening. Ema glanced at Klavier and stated that it was 'typical of him to do nothing in on-the-spot situations like this'. Of course, Klavier didn't mind it. He ignored. After all, he couldn't understand what he was saying since the tissue in his ears worked like earplugs. Klavier felt sleepy. His eyes started to droop, and he slowly went into a dream...

Ema and Klavier walked down the aisle together and took their places. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered her today, to harmoniously combine the hearts of these two people in love." said the priest. "The rings?" he said. Ema, the Maid of Honor, gave her friend Jamie her ring, while Klavier, the Best Man, gave his friend Daryan his ring. "Jamie Thermopolis, do you take Daryan Crescend, to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I do." Jamie said, smiling. "Do you, Daryan Crescend, take Jamie Thermopolis as your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I.. do." Daryan said, noticing the small thumbs up Klavier gave him. Daryan and Jamie put their rings on each other's ring finger and said their vows. "You may now kiss the bride." the priest said. Daryan and Jamie kissed, and the guests stood up and smiled for the happily wedded couple. As everyone was outside the church and making their way to the cars, a thought came into Ema's mind. I'm going to catch the bouquet.

Meanwhile, in the real world, where thing's aren't as perfect, Ema was rushing toward Doctor Hickfield. "Doctor Hickfield, I need you to examine my friend."
"Hmm.. OH! Yes!" Hickfield said. As he grabbed Ema's hand and hurried to one of the beds that a woman was staying in. She was probably in her 20s, and she was really pretty. "Is this your friend? Hmm.. Yes. Please say Hmmm.. Yes." Hickfield said, looking at Ema. "Hmm... No." Ema said. She grabbed Hickfield's hand and brought him to Klavier's bed. "Hmm. I won't treat him. Hm... yes." Hickfield said, storming toward the woman's bed. Klavier didn't seem to mind. I mean, he's asleep. He woke up though, and continued his dream in his mind.

"YES! I caught the bouquet!" Ema said, hugging Klavier. "Do you know what this means? We're going to be married next! You. And me. MARRIED! AH! I can't wait to tell Marissa!" she ran over to the bridesmaids and looked for her friend. Klavier's eyes widened. A wedding?? They started going out two months ago! But they were in love. They were happy. They always manage to put their differences aside. Perhaps being lawfully wedded was the next step? Klavier walked toward his friend Daryan, who just got married, for some advice. "Hey man, congrats." Klavier said. Daryan shook his head."Congrats isn't the word for it." he sighed. "AWESOME! is the word for it!" Daryan said, patting Klavier's back. "It's great you talked me into proposing to her, man."
"Um, Daryan? How did you propose?" Klavier asked. "Well, you see, I don't tell anyone. It was kind of romantic, and I don't want people to steal my ideas." Daryan said, winking twice. "So it's really from the heart. You should learn what she likes and give her all she likes in one night and then give her a hand in marriage, or bring her to the place you guys met and work from there. Build a bridge."

"I don't think I can build a bridge." Klavier said.
"It's a figure of speech." Daryan said. Klavier ignored and, walked over to the buffet table.

Ema frantically searched for a nurse to help them, but no one would listen. It was annoying. She would have to do something herself. Ema grabbed a tray of supplies from one of the empty beds and tried to remember what she medical procedures she learned throughout her years of college. "Um.. to get the bleeding to stop... I have to inject you with this." Ema said, getting a needle. Since Klavier was busy daydreaming, he wasn't paying attention. So she prepared the needle.

A few months after the wedding, Klavier took Ema to the place where The Gavinners practiced seven years ago. "This is where we first met.. remember?" Klavier said. Ema nodded. They used to practice on the old stage that Klavier's older brother once used to do press conferences. It was in an old warehouse, and the warehouse door wouldn't close, so anyone was welcome to watch. Up on the stage was a microphone. Klavier walked up to the stage and said into the microphone, "Ema, would you please join me n stage?" Ema walked onto the stage and looked into Klavier's eyes. Klavier kneeled down.

"Ema Skye. Will you do me the honor of being my--"

"OWWWW!!" Klavier said, screeching in pain from the injection Ema gave him. "Hey, you weren't saying a single word so you better be alive or I will inject you again!" Ema said. She removed the tissue from Klavier's ears and nose. Klavier nodded. "What was going on in our head anyway?" Ema said.

"Just something I've been thinking about for a loooong time."

The last chapter has finally come into the light... or something along the lines of that. This chapter is the ending to this saga, for no one reads this anymore. So, in order for the second book come-- then eventually go, I have to make this chapter long, but still readable. So here it comes. The final chapter. If you think this speech is too long, then I'll just continue to the story.

As Ema was driving Klavier home, Klavier couldn't help but think if he was in love with the fraulein detective or if he just had a crush on her and had weird fantasies. But this all made Ema's heart fill with butterflies, because her secret liking for him might thave come off as obvious already. She didn't want him to know. But she had a small feeling to confess. "What's... what's going on in your head, Klavier?" Ema asked, a little shaky. She even felt a little nauseous. "I was just overlooking my dream. ...What are you thinking of, Fraulein?" Klavier has said, looking into Ema's eyes. Actually, eye, since Ema was facing the road. "Just overlooking what your dream was about." she gulped. Silence is what they shared for the rest of the ride. They didn't want to say anything. Klavier confess about his dream and the fact that he had a fantasy of marrying this beautiful fraulein, and Ema didn't confess her feelings for him or about the fact that she only ate snackoos because she saw them in Klavier's backpack seven years ago. They didn't confess. At all. I would explain the whole ride to you in words, but their conversations were minimal. And they only said a few words.

"Klavier.. I... .... never mind."
"Fraulein... my... ... ... Forget it."
"... ... ...."
"............"
"I.... ...."
"....You know, I.... You see, ...."

It would probably be incredibly boring for you to read lines like that for the rest of the chapter, because that's how long the ride felt. It felt like forever. No, this chapter isn't that long, but it will take me forever to think of interesting plots and twists to keep your eyes glued on the screen, so the ride felt like that. It felt sooo long that it will probably make me annoying if I kept trying to explain. Finally, Klavier and Ema arrived at the Gavin residence. "Are you sure you'll be alright?" Ema asked, a bit worried. His brother was still admitted in the clinic, so Klavier will have no accompaniment or someone to take care of him. "Yeah... I'll be fine." Klavier said, as he managed to pull off a tired smile. He got out of the car and limped into his home. As he closed the door, Ema drove off. She felt a weird feeling in her stomach. "I should've told him. I should've." she said.

"Told him what?" a familiar voice said from the backseat. "Lana!" Ema said. "But.. you're dead!"
"I'm only a ghost. You need me to help you. I thought you overcame your fear for the supernatural?" Lana said, climbing to the front. Her brown hair flowed with her every movement. "You really grew up to look like me." she said, grinning. "So? Who's this boy?"
"Just some prosecutor. It's nothing." Ema said, avoiding conversation with a ghost. "Don't you dare avoid conversation with me." Lana said. "I died when you were abroad. Don't you have some questions?"
"I really don't." Ema said, keeping her eye on the road.
"If you really like this prosecutor, go at it." Lana said. "If you work on cases together, then you have more opportunity to get closer to him. Unless.."
"Unless what?" Ema asked. She was now confused. "Unless he likes you back." Lana said.
"He likes me, alright. Just for show." Ema said, a little bugged. "Can you back off? Please. You can't interfere with my life."
"Fine. But I know what his dream was about." Lana said, trying to bribe her little sister. Ema's eyes practically popped out of their sockets. "Tell me, TELL ME!!!"
"Only if you tell me." Lana said, grinning. Ema sighed. "Fine." Lana grinned. Her teeth shined like a million stars. "You're blinding me." Ema said. "Alright... it all started when we met several years ago.

I was walking around the block we used to live in when I came across the old warehouse that defense attorney Gavin used to hold his boring press conferences. The Gavinners were rocking out. The prosecutor was.. part of that group. I walked--"

"Ho-hold up." Lana said, raising her hand. "You like Klavier? The third young prodigy to enter the biz?"
"Yeah... and I might even say love, if it were appropriate." Ema said. Lana shook her head. "If you like him, just confess. You don't need my help at all. Confessing is the easiest thing to do right now." Lana slowly dissolved into the air. Ema sighed. If she could, she would turn back time. But what if she didn't need to? She could just take a U-turn right now and confess to Klavier her inner feelings!

"I'll do it. I'm doing it, right now." Ema said, nodding confidently. "Guide me, sis." she said, making a sharp U-turn to the opposite side of the street. She sped to Klavier's house but she bumped into a fire hydrant, causing the water to sort of shoot up everywhere. Ema stepped out of the car and ran past her car and splashed through the wet road. She found herself wet, since she passed through the water spews made by the hydrant, but she didn't mind. She just ran. "15 miles left. 14 and three-fourths. 14 and... two-fourths. 14 and... one-fourth."
When Ema was finally dried off, rain started to pour. She kept running. Nothing could stop her.

Meanwhile, Klavier was sitting on his couch, angry at himself. It was just a dream, why didn't he say anything? He sighed and moaned for hours. He kept punching pillows and walls. Until someone knocked on his door. He opened the door to see a wet Ema. He stepped out of his house and limped toward Ema. Ema walked to Klavier's little garden full of dead plants and Klavier followed. "Klavier... I..."

"I?" Klavier said.

"I... love you." Ema confessed as stared into Klavier's deep pools of blue eyes. Klavier looked at the fraulein intensely. Klavier held the fraulein by her hips and kissed her. Ema put her hand's around Klavier's neck and kissed back. The rain made it even better. Like out of a fantasy movie.

But little did they know that a witness was standing by.

Someone who liked Ema.

His name.. was Richard.