Justice, This is Your Five Minute Call - Klapollo Fanfic

1 : Enter Apollo Justice

note: this is my own personal au where klavier and apollo switch positions in the sense of personality and klavier's whole music gig.

also, i don't know a lot of the characters ages, but for the sake of simplicity i'm just going to assume they are all roughly the same. don't worry, no age changes will affect anything romantic or sexual. they're all around 17-18 in this. not going to age up characters to make a ship work or anything. enjoy!

"Sorry, Miss. Slept in again."

"Don't let it happen again, Mr. Justice."

Apollo had swung the door open and straightened his black, weathered waistcoat over his crimson shirt. The jet black leather jacket three sizes too large draped over his shoulders wavered a little with the draft from the door.

"Oh, we both know it will." He stifled a laugh, and threw his hands up in guilt, closing the door behind him with his foot. "Rehearsals had me exhausted, Miss." His overworked voice cracked slightly, in a way only Apollo Justice could make attractive. The murmuring and whispering grew louder and a group of girls giggled in the back.

"Being a rock star does not excuse you from your education, Apollo." The teacher turned back to her desk, fed up with this. Apollo coming in late wasn't all that unusual.

"Yeah, I got that! I'm not perfect, you know.." He taunted as a few of the anonymous girls chimed, 'You areee!' as he slicked the back of his hair down. Along with them, Athena Cykes, one of his best friends, said, "You are! Don't be so hard on yourself, Justice," in a mocking tone, clearly making fun of him.

Apollo held his hand up and made a, 'Stop it!' motion with his hand, to which Ema picked upon.

"Klavier, I'm telling you, he looks so gay. Please. He literally did the thing! The hand thing!" She whispered to a half-asleep Klavier Gavin beside her at the very back. He mumbled something along the lines of, why are you so obsessed with the idea of him being gay? and shook his head.

"Take a seat, Apollo. We don't have all day for your antics."

Defeately, the rock star chuckled and headed to his seat beside Athena, dragged it out and sat down, placing his hands behind his head and leaning back.

The teacher sighed, and continued on with the lesson. Apollo slung his bag beside the foot of his desk.

Athena turned to him. "Rehearsals? Seriously? Yeah, right. We all know you were jackin' off, Apollo!" She playfully punched him in the side and he reciprocated, shoving her back.

"Hey, I really did have a rehearsal, it just ran on! The lighting was a little off last night," he retorted. "Justice is too busy for sexual stuff like that." He folded his arms.

"Sure, sure! You've totally thought about shoving your DICK in almost every girl's-"

"Athena! Stop. That's nasty! Besides, what's it matter to you? You know I don't date or anything." He said, almost playing up the fact he was being accused of jerking off to every girl in his year. He hasn't. Apollo is scared of getting his socks wet on his own bathroom floor. Lord knows he's a scaredy cat.

"You don't need to date to jerk OFF, Justice. Jeez."

Across the classroom, Ema was watching their loud body language and eavesdropping on snippets of their whisper-shouting conversation.

She snorted, "You know, I don't like guys all that much, but if I did, I'd totally have a crush on him. He's a pretty gorgeous - yet stupidly glamorous guy, don'tcha think?"

"Saying you don't like guys isn't the most sensical way to start a sentence about how gorgeous a man is, Fräulein"

Ema melodramatically gasped and slammed her hand against her chest in offence. This got some heads turning to the back row, Apollo included. Klavier caught a glimpse of his annoyed face as he did so, and he understood a little what Ema had meant. In all fairness, yeah. He was a good-looking guy. Better than average, but average for his league. He could see why all the girls swooned, he supposed.

The teacher dismissed it with a, "Keep your voice down, Miss Skye." To which Ema responded with a very saddened sorry, miss.

She immediately turned to Klavier, with his eyes still fixed on Apollo, and said, "You dare question me!? Not like I need your validation anyway, weirdo. I'm just stating the facts. I can recognise when a guy is attractive! I can say you're good looking without liking you!"

Apollo caught Klavier's eye and looked back at him.

"You could tell that a girl is attractive without liking her, Klavier!"

Klavier found his confused look amusing, dropped his eyelids slightly, and gave a weak smile.

Apollo was not happy with this. He felt mocked and intimidated, almost. He didn't even know his name. He'd probably heard it, but never matched it up with that face. In true Justice fashion, he audibly replied with a tch, and whipped his head to face the front.

Klavier laughed.

"I'm sure you probably think, I dunno, Britney Spears is attractive. She seems like your non-gay type."

Ema, dense as she is, finally realises what's going on. She squeezed Klavier's cheeks and looked him dead in the eyes. "Klavier. WHAT do you think you are DOING? Not to mention you're not even listening to me..."

Klavier's gaze finally broke from Apollo's as he looked forward, being reprimanded by Ema.

"Ach, sorry. I am listening."

"Doesn't look like it! If you're gonna be an ass, just be honest about it," Ema pouted.

Apollo was ticked off. Who the hell did this guy think he was? He thought he was trying to pick on Apollo without even saying anything. He turned to Athena and without looking, pointed roughly in Klavier's direction, "Athena, him. You know his name?"

Athena very obviously looked over at him, and Apollo couldn't tell if it was on purpose or not. He murmured something aggressive in spite.

After a long glance, she looked back at Apollo. "Nope, not sure. Go ask yourself, you're a big boy now." She scoffed.

Apollo merely rolled his eyes. Being either too lazy, too defensive, or too cool to be seen talking to someone below his level, he figured maybe he'd find out one day by chance. One day.

1073 words :)