Shi-na was curious on where Lang went every third Sunday of every month, it seems like he planned it. She went through all the calendars in his room and all they said was, "Don't forget, important meeting today, bring 'it'." She had no idea what the meeting was about or what it was. So she decided to find Lang and ask him.

Lang was getting ready for his usual third Sunday of the month and was quite excited to be there once again. That was, until Shi-na, his partner in crime, or good as he debated that though in his head, came into the room. "Going somewhere tonight Agent Lang?" she asked. Lang was deciding whether to tell her or not, as he feared her going berserk the last time he lied to her, or going nuts and laughing until she passed out, which was ten times worse because there was no way to shut her up. Lang decided to tell her yes, he was going somewhere, but not tell her where. "Yeah, I guess you could say that," he replied. Lang then scurried out the door before she could ask another question.

After her little meeting with Lang, her curiosity got the better of her once again and she followed his car. She lost track of Lang when she stopped at Gumshoe's Steak House, which had some of the best steak in all of L.A., and Shi-na loved a good medium-rare steak every now and then. After she bought her steak, she found Lang once again with the tracking device she put in his pocket. She eventually got to the building and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Lang was having a great time, he was hanging around with his cousin Phoenix and some of his friends, who were also surprisingly into what he was into as well. From afar people couldn't tell if him and Phoenix were related, until you look at the hair, spikes run in the family. He was having a wonderful time, until it ended, he would feel the crash in the morning, but it was worth it. He kept that happy feeling until he stepped outside, with Shi-na waiting on him.

"So this is where you go every third Sunday! I even saw your cousin Phoenix a little bit ago." she said. Lang blushed a little, something Shi-na though was impossible. "Why didn't you tell me Lang, I would've understood." though in her mind she wanted to start laughing like hell. "It's kinda embarrassing, and I know how you are with gossip Shi-na," Land retorted. He had a point there, from her it would spread to Alex, then to Lana, then eventually all the way to Lang too. "You can tell me anything Lang, I promise I won't tell, " she replied. "No," Lang then huffed up and turned her back to her. "C'mon Lang, you," she started to snicker, "you, you could've," she started to laugh, "you could've told me you were a, a" she started to bursting into hysterics now, " a, a furry!" She then started to laugh so hard she passed out, right there in front of Lang in his wolf costume. Lang picked her up, and threw her in the back seat, just waiting to get home and taping her mouth shut.

THE END.

You sit with your friend, Maya Fey in your apartment. "Nick, can I have some burger money?" she asks. You sigh and take out your wallet, not bothering to look at the picture of you and your ex on the front, and hand her a five out of it. She thanks you and leaves. You look at the picture on your wallet, it's you and Miles Edgeworth, standing under a tree. You miss him dearly, and you feel the tears well up in your eyes. The door opens and you hastily put up your wallet and wipe the tears away, putting on a fake smile, a mask of what you really feel.

"I brought burgers Nick!" she exclaims, handing you a small burger while she takes out the larger one. You laugh at this, though, even to her, it sounds a bit forced. "Are you okay?" she asks between bites. You tell her everything's okay, with a bright smile on your face, no traces of being forced at all, except it is. You don on your mask once again and excuse yourself to your room.

When you enter your room, you take out your wallet and look at the photo once more. It was you, Phoenix Wright, and your best friend and secret lover Miles Edgeworth. You think to yourself, 'That's not me anymore.' It replays over and over in your head, you know, as soon has it hit one hundred, it was true. You take off your clothes, change into something more comfortable, and lay down on your bed. You take the pillow into your hands and smell it, it smells like his strawberry hair gel. You start to cry, you don't care who might be watching or listening at the moment, you just bawl like a child crying for his mother. You here a knock on the door, and hear Maya's voice ask, "Are you okay? I heard screaming." You must have been yelling while you cried, it was common for you. You don on your mask and reply, "It's fine Maya, just go to bed." It was only 6:30, but you didn't care. She says okay and leaves. Your mask is falling to pieces after all of it's use, and soon enough, it'll be gone and lost forever, never to return.

(Contains a few AAI1-1 spoilers.)
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You and your partner were in your room, arguing. "Get out of my house you lazy-good-for-nothing piece of crap!" he yells at you. Buddy Faith, usually the harmless, submissive one, was telling you, Jacques Portsman, to get out of his house. "Why should I!?" you yell back. "Because you're a god-damned whore who thinks he can screw around with anyone and have me not notice! I'm NOT the stay-at-home MOM! I can smell the sex on you!" he yells back at you. "Yeah? Well, at least I get out!" you retort back. Next thing you know, you're getting slapped in the face and getting pushed out the room.
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"You b-!" you say, before having the door shut on you, hitting your nose. "Damn, that hurt," you complain. You sit down and lean back on the door, no matter how stupid it may seem. He hated being thrown out. Buddy was just going to die anyway, so what did it matter. The bad thing was, he actually fell in love with the dork of a detective. It's hard, really, to kill your best friend and lover. You hate yourself now, and always will. You sigh and say,
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You can't believe you just did that. You threw out your much stronger lover. You sigh and sit on the floor, leaning on the door. You wished he didn't sleep with that other person, then they might still be cuddling in bed, though slightly buzzed though.You sighed and said, "I'm such an idiot." You were glad you installed the soundproof walls, so the neighbors wouldn't complain. He was always off doing something, and you hated it, even though you did every one of his orders. That was your job, but your weren't the stay-at-home mom who did everything off work. You sighed once more and say,
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"Love stinks."

You walk into your office, whip in tow and several piles of paperwork on your desk. You sigh and think about all the foolish things that you do. You look at the photographs around the room and sigh one again, out of disappointment. You think to yourself, 'Why couldn't I foolishly like one gender!? Must I love both? Must I make a choice?!'

You think about your lovers, so to say, Adrian Andrews and Shi-Long Lang. They are both the best looking people you've ever been with, and wished you could have them both, but alas, you must make a choice. Would you like the more experienced, gentle, kind Adrian Andrews, or the wild, rough, yet inexperienced Shi-Long Lang. Your choices are endless. You know they are both good in bed, but you also know you have to chose.

A knock on your door snaps you back to reality, "Come in," you tell them. Your 'little brother' Miles Edgeworth and his fool Phoenix Wright walk in. "What is your business?" you ask, trying your best to sound dominate. Wright pulls back at your voice while the always-aloof Miles Edgeworth just rolls his eyes. He slips a note on your desk and leaves, taking your rival with him. You open the not and it said, 'You must make a decision soon Franziska, or else.' You swear and throw the note away, knowing that he was absolutely correct.

You take your whip and call Adrian and Lang, telling them it's time. You pray that something goes right in your life and you choice the right person, for you know all too well about wrong choices. You exit the building and enter your car, leaving behind a not to a certain white-capped detective a not saying 'Out.' You arrive at Exposé Park, and enter it, finding them waiting at a certain patch of grass at a certain spot where the wind never blew. You greet them, and you talk with them, hoping to tell them who she wants to spend her life with.

An hour later you are satisfied with your decision. Your choice was answered, and stress was relieved. As if a burden was taken off your shoulders. You walk into your office, whip in tow and several piles of paperwork on your desk. You sigh and think about all the foolish things that you do...

It wasn't everyday she felt like this. Usually she felt like a pile of crap or overworked. 'I still haven't taken on my first case, yet I'm still as overworked as hell,' Mia thought, 'But today, I feel happy!' She was smiling up a storm at Grossberg and Co. because she was just that happy. 'It was all Maya's fault. She didn't have to make me this wonderful scarf, but she did! And, it just makes me feel so happy and appreciated.' Mia tugged on her scarf, running her hands through the tightly knitted cloth. 'She did such a good job too,' Mia thought. Mia, lost in her thoughts, heard the door open.

She walked over to the door and said, "Hello, welcome to Grossberg and Co. Law Offices. I'm Mia Fey, and what do you need?" "Kitten, you don't need to act so formal with me. It's just me, Diego," the man said. "Oh, hello Diego. What do you need? Coffee? Oh, and I used your coffee pot this morning, if you don't mind," Mia said, smiling. "Kitten?" Diego said. "Yes?" "You should smile more often, it makes you look nice," Diego said. "Oh, thank you!" Mia said, blushing. She tugged at the scarf, loosening it. "Where did you get the scarf?" Diego asked. "Oh, my little sister made it for me!" Mia said. "Well, I'm got some coffee to make and some paperwork to file. Goodbye kitten," Diego said, entering his office.

Mia sighed and sat down at her desk. A little while later, she heard the phone ring. "Hello? Mia Fey speaking, how may I help you?" she asked. "Hey, sis! It's me, Maya. Do you want to go down to the burger shop with me? Maybe we can go shopping later! I got my allowance from Aunt Morgan, and I think I could spend it on that new suit you've been watching, so what do you say?" Maya asked. Mia smiled, thinking the day just kept on getting better and better. "Sure, just meet me at the train station when you get there, bye!" "By sis!" Maya said. Mia hung up, placed a sticky not explaining her absence, which directed them to Robert Hammond. 'The grouch could use a person or two to cheer him up,' Mia thought, shutting the door behind her.

Okay, so Apollo and Ema are in a relationship, okay? So one day, Apollo heads off to court, leaving Ema at the apartment they share, because she's not the detective of this case. Enter Klavier, who, despite Ema's arguments, manages to seduce her, because a)Apollo and Ema's relationship is going through problems, and b)she got drunk. Ema, now paranoid that Apollo would find out, avoids him for a while, about a month. When she finally comes to terms with it, she confronts Apollo, who, has cheated on her with the same man that she cheated on her with. She confronts them about it the next day, but, saved by the bell, all three of them have to arrive in court on a different case. Tensions are high and Trucy's curious, so she questions after court. After she finally gets an answer from Apollo, she locks the three in a room for them to figure it out. Well, the killer from the case they were working on, decides that the three are too close to the truth, and set's the place where Trucy set them on fire. Klavier makes it out okay, but has now become more crazy and paranoid, a-la Kristoph. Later a hospital, he is given the choice of who he wants, or will he back out of the relationship. I want to provide a different ending for each different pairing.

It wasn't everyday she felt like this. Usually she felt like a pile of crap or overworked. 'I still haven't taken on my first case, yet I'm still as overworked as hell,' Mia thought, 'But today, I feel happy!' She was smiling up a storm at Grossberg and Co. because she was just that happy. 'It was all Maya's fault. She didn't have to make me this wonderful scarf, but she did! And, it just makes me feel so happy and appreciated.' Mia tugged on her scarf, running her hands through the tightly knitted cloth. 'She did such a good job too,' Mia thought. Mia, lost in her thoughts, heard the door open.
She walked over to the door and said, "Hello, welcome to Grossberg and Co. Law Offices. I'm Mia Fey, and what do you need?" "Kitten, you don't need to act so formal with me. It's just me, Diego," the man said. "Oh, hello Diego. What do you need? Coffee? Oh, and I used your coffee pot this morning, if you don't mind," Mia said, smiling. "Kitten?" Diego said. "Yes?" "You should smile more often, it makes you look nice," Diego said. "Oh, thank you!" Mia said, blushing. She tugged at the scarf, loosening it. "Where did you get the scarf?" Diego asked. "Oh, my little sister made it for me!" Mia said. "Well, I'm got some coffee to make and some paperwork to file. Goodbye kitten," Diego said, entering his office.
Mia sighed and sat down at her desk. A little while later, she heard the phone ring. "Hello? Mia Fey speaking, how may I help you?" she asked. "Hey, sis! It's me, Maya. Do you want to go down to the burger shop with me? Maybe we can go shopping later! I got my allowance from Aunt Misty, and I think I could spend it on that new suit you've been watching, so what do you say?" Maya asked. Mia smiled, thinking the day just kept on getting better and better. "Sure, just meet me at the train station when you get there, bye!" "By sis!" Maya said. Mia hung up, placed a sticky not explaining her absence, which directed them to Robert Hammond. 'The grouch could use a person or two to cheer him up,' Mia thought, shutting the door behind her.