Hello again! I have rewritten my story, and am now posting it back up! I would like to thank everyone for their support, and whoever left a review pointing out my medical inaccuracies: Thank you very much. Those chapters are now very different. I didn't really see anything wrong with this chapter, so I left it as is.
One thing. I hate to beg, but please please please review! I had so many reviews; it was a shame to delete them. Besides, would a reread really hurt? ;)
Maya Fey's House
Maya Fey had a lot on her mind.
It wasn't just the latest case, one that had kept them up late for two days. It wasn't even Pearl, who had fallen into her care after her aunt's incarceration. No, Maya was thinking about something different.
There was something… different about Nick. Not necessarily bad, just… puzzling. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but at certain times, he seemed almost…
The spirit medium put her face in her hands, not able to describe the emotion Nick gave off. A slight tug on her sleeve caused her to look into the large, innocent eyes of her cousin.
"It's okay, Pearly. I'm just... thinking."
Pearl frowned slightly.
"You've been thinking for an awfully long time, Mystic Maya," she said, not unkindly. "Are you sure you're all right?"
Maya smiled and tugged at a loose strand of Pearl's hair.
"Yeah. I suppose it's time we get to sleep," she observed, looking at the digital clock in the living room of their small house. "It's almost midnight, and Nick's got a trial tomorrow. We should make sure we're there to support him." Pearl smiled shyly from behind her hands.
"Are you going to give him a kiss for good luck?" she giggled.
"No!" Maya threw a pillow at the young girl. "I told you, it's not like that. Now come on. I'm getting tired, and I don't want to fall asleep while celebrating Nick's victory tomorrow."
Phoenix Wright lounged on a bench in the lobby, waiting for the bailiffs to let him into the courtroom. This case had been a bitch, and he was glad to be wrapping it up. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, worn out from the past couple of days.
"Niiiiick!" cried a familiar voice. He opened his eyes groggily to see his assistant shaking him by the shoulders. "You can't fall asleep now! You're supposed to be alert! This guy's life is on the line!"
"You really should be more careful, Mr. Nick," another voice admonished him.
"I wasn't sleeping!" he bristled indignantly. "I just - "
"Save it for later, Nick. We need to get ready for the trial!" she exclaimed, dragging him to his feet. "Edgeworth won't go easy on you just because you're sleepy!" She stared at him, then chuckled. "Did you even brush your hair this morning, Nick?"
Phoenix's eyes widened as he realized how he must look. After he woke up, he had just thrown on a random suit and burst out the door, a toothbrush clenched between his teeth. A sheepish grin flickered across his face.
"Heh, not really."
Maya rolled her eyes.
"Pearly, can you find someone who will loan Nick a hairbrush? He can't appear in court like that!"
Pearl nodded eagerly and dashed off. She was so busy looking left and right that she didn't notice the tall figure in front of her. Before she knew it, she was on the floor, rubbing her aching head.
"Oww..." She looked up at the obstacle blocking her path, and saw another familiar face, wearing a familiar magenta suit. "Oh, Mr. Edgeworth!" she gasped. "I'm very sorry, sir - "
The corners of Edgeworth's mouth turned up slightly, and he bent down to offer her a hand. She tentatively took it to pull herself up. "Th-thank you, sir."
"It's nothing," he replied, looking away. "Did you need something, little girl?"
She squinted, trying to remember.
"Umm... a hairbrush! Mr. Nick needs it really badly. His hair looks like he got electer-cuted."
The prosecutor smirked slightly.
"Does it now? Why am I not surprised?" He began to stride in the direction of the defense lobby, Pearl following him.
'I never knew he was such a gentleman,' she thought. 'That was nice of him to help me...' As the two approached Phoenix, Maya, and the client, Edgeworth began to snicker slightly. The sight of Wright frantically patting down his hair was too good to miss.
"Water! I need water!" the defense attorney panicked, hoping that it would help him look more presentable. He turned to see Pearl, who waved happily, and the last person he wanted to see at the current time: Miles Edgeworth, who had his infamous smirk plastered on his face.
"I think a hairbrush will suffice, Wright, desperate though your plight is," he commented, pulling something out of his briefcase and handing it to Phoenix. Quickly trying to regain a shred of dignity, Phoenix looked at the brush briefly, then sighed.
"Same thing," Phoenix muttered, pulling the brush through the tangled mess of black hair. It was soon back to its familiar spiky style. "Thanks," he said, a bit embarrassed. He handed the item of questionable color back to its owner.
"Anytime. You'll be needing it again, I presume." Phoenix fumed slightly at the comment, then smiled weakly.
"It's possible. A small price to pay," he stated, as his smile gained confidence, "for the "not guilty" verdict today."
"You only wish. I'll see you in court, Wright." Edgeworth turned away and walked to the prosecution's lobby.
"Aargh," Phoenix moaned, once he was out of earshot. "Why him?"
"He's got a point," Maya remarked. "Why did you go to Mr. Edgeworth, of all people, for a hairbrush, Pearly?"
"I - I ran into him in the hall, and I told him that you needed a hairbrush, Mr. Nick." She nervously chewed on her thumbnail. "Are you... mad at me?"
"No, of course not!" Phoenix hastily assured her. "It's just - I knew he would make fun of me if he saw me like that, that's all."
Maya frowned thoughtfully.
"And you care about what Mr. Edgeworth thinks?"
"O-of course I don't!" Phoenix stuttered, his wide blue eyes giving away his lie.
"Hmm." 'Nick is acting strange again. I wonder what's up?'
"Mr. Edgeworth sure is nice," Pearl continued, happy now that Mr. Nick wasn't mad at her. "When I fell, he helped me up right away!"
"Did he?" Maya smiled. "That really was nice of him! Don't you think so, Nick?
"Huh? Oh, yeah." Phoenix had been deep in thought. He addressed the client briefly, then turned to Maya. "It's almost time to start. Let's review the case a bit before we go in..."
'He sure changed the subject quickly,' Maya mused, but left it at that.
"I don't see why we couldn't get burgers yesterday, Nick. We always get them right after a trial," Maya complained, in between bouts of stuffing her face with food.
"Could you at least wait until we get our stuff before you eat?" sighed Phoenix in exasperation. "We couldn't get them yesterday because I had a dentist appointment, and I had to shop for something to put in my refrigerator. Then you made me clean my house, remember? I believe your exact words were, 'Do you want the Health Department to evict the entire neighborhood?'"
"We could have gotten burgers anyway! I don't see what's wrong with having a good hamburger for a midnight snack!"
As the two continued to bicker, Pearl spotted a flash of gray passing by the window. She scooted out of the booth and slipped outside, unnoticed by her two companions. Once outside, she paused, then spotted her target.
"Mr. Edgeworth!" she cried, dashing toward him. He turned around and looked at her as she panted slightly. The young spirit medium noticed that he was wearing a black coat, along with his usual magenta suit. His gray eyes looked into her own.
"Does Wright require the use of my hairbrush again?" he asked sardonically."N-no, sir! I-I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Edgeworth!" She felt slightly intimidated, but remembered his kind gesture in the hall the day before. Pearl straightened her shoulders.
"I wanted to thank you for helping us out yesterday..." she faltered slightly. 'He may be nice, but he's also kind of scary...'
"No thanks are needed. Is that all?" Edgeworth inquired.
Pearl took a deep breath.
"Um, I was wondering... we're having burgers and I wanted to know if you would like to join us and thank you for helping me up yesterday that was very... very... coort-eeus... of you," she let out, without taking a breath. 'I hope I used that word right... Mystic Maya has been trying to teach me new words...'
"As I stated yesterday, it was nothing. I thank you for your kind offer, but I am afraid that I must decline. I hardly have time to socialize."
"Oh." Pearl was a bit disappointed, but then something occurred to her. "But... isn't it Saturday, Mr. Edgeworth? And don't worry, Mr. Nick's paying."
He stared at her for a moment, then chuckled.
"I suppose I could, for a few minutes. Let's go, little girl." He began to walk towards the door, but Pearl stopped him.
"It's - Pearl, sir. Pearl Fey."
"Okay, then. Pearl."
They walked back to the burger shop together.