Shameless Love

A/N: OK this is a pretty stupid idea I got when I was showering. It's probably been done before in some other fandom, but still…enjoy the lameness.

Paperwork and yelling at incompetent detectives. That just about summed up his day nicely. Miles took a sip from his coffee mug. But it didn't work. He was officially immune to caffeine now.

So he lay his head onto the mahogany desk, and began to sleep.

Hours and hours passed and Miles Edgeworth still would not rouse. He was so deeply ensnared in the devious tendrils of slumber that he had begun to…drool. Yes, Miles Edgeworth, ace prosecutor, was drooling.

It was quite precious really.

His cuckoo clock (yes, Miles has one of those. It was the latest addition to his office really) chimed. Seven o' clock. The prosecutor had slept from two pm to seven pm, without anyone bothering him. Amazing, really.

Except him.

At this very moment, a certain spiky-haired defense attorney had made his way into the office. For some reason, Miles hadn't locked it. It was quite uncharacteristic of the uptight prosecutor.

"Sleep, sweet angel," Phoenix Wright stroked the man's silver hair. He twirled a lock around his fingers and brushed away some hair covering his smooth forehead.

And he lowered his face, so that it was less than an inch from his forehead. And he kissed it. As tenderly as he could.

Miles Edgeworth's eyes snapped open.

He let out a strangled cry.

"Miles," Phoenix straightened, apparently oblivious to Miles' reaction. He turned away.

"I was thinking. We should get married. I mean we've been in love for a long time."

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" Miles screamed, practically falling off the chair.

Phoenix gazed at him intensely. "Miles, I love you," he said, tears welling up in his eyes.

Edgeworth really did fall off his chair this time.

"We could even adopt. A little girl would be nice! What do you think Miles?"

Edgeworth looked as if he had acquired a stroke. And he was turning blue in the face for some reason.

"What's wrong Miles? You…want to back out?" Phoenix looked absolutely horrified.

Miles' head hit the ground. And he lay there, twitching and convulsing.

"Even after the sweet, beautiful love we made to each other?! You told me you would never leave me! How could you do this?" Phoenix sobbed into his hands.


Phoenix dashed out of the room as fast as he could.

Maya and Pearl were waiting outside for him. Both of them were giggling uncontrollably.

Phoenix dusted his suit. "There, I did it. He's probably having a coronary in there," he said, trying to regain what little dignity that remained.

"I can't believe you really did it Nick," Maya was practically rolling on the floor amidst peals of laughter.

"Yeah. Now will you stop giving your bills to me?! I already mortgaged the office twice! And that's not even legally possible!"

"No Mr Nick," giggled Pearl, "you have to do it one more time."

"With Larry!" they chorused.

Woaw…sorry about that Phoenix X Edgeworth fans. I am so not in the mood to write yaoi. In fact, I probably never will.