Narumitsu Oneshots

Locks

AN: Sooo i guess i've been disappearing a LOT lately, that's why i'm throwing off another roller coaster-ish fic in your way! Also, i might edit this later~ *winks with both eyes*

"It's ok." Phoenix blinked, trying to push back the tears gathering at the corner of his vision, making it blurry. You can do this, phoenix. He took a deep breath.

Just keep the cover a little longer. He forced himself to meet miles' steely gaze.

"Really, edgeworth." Phoenix waved him off, managing a smile as he shrugged. The smile felt wrong, really really wrong sitting on his face. And phoenix was known to smile a lot, which said something.

Yes, he smiled often. Wore his heart on his sleeve. Didn't mean he was a good actor, though.

Maybe he wouldn't think I'm weak if I keep up the goddamn act.

"It's not like I expected you to confess your undying love to me." His lips twitched, and he didn't need to check a mirror to see his smile taking that bitter edge he tried to cover all the time. The bitter, crawling feeling that stayed with him since the moment he had to hand his badge to the court with his own hands.

And it had yet to go away, it stayed there even after the day he came back to the court once again. It was a bittersweet feeling, really. A mix of relief and utter joy, with a lingering thought. And he'd been asking himself that, since the moment he held that golden badge in his hand once again.

...Phoenix was an emotional man, but that didn't mean he was all for the sob stories. His weaknesses were something he had to deal with himself, and him alone. He had one thing to say, though.

He really had to watch his tongue.

There was a flicker of something in miles'-edgeworth, phoenix reminded himself- eyes at the look on phoenix's face. Something different. 

And Phoenix couldn't put his finger on it, after all those times he encountered different people in his line of work. Reading people's expression had to be something so easy, so simple for an attorney with such experience as him.

Some lawyer he was.

"Look, wright-" Edgeworth tried again, but phoenix stopped him. It was pointless to try and explain because there was no need for that.

Phoenix loved him and edgeworth didn't. How shocking. 

He saw this coming since the moment he realized his heart was beating differently for a certain prosecutor. It was no big deal.

"Edgeworth, please." Phoenix shifted his weight on his other leg, lowering his gaze to the ground. He felt so pathetic already, and the desperate look on edgeworth's face wasn't helping that small fact.

"I told you. It's not a big deal." He muttered, trying to make himself seem as small as possible. His heart throbbed, his head was pounding and he really couldn't take this conversation right now.

Phoenix needed to get out of here. Anywhere that wasn't here.

"If what you're saying is true," Edgeworth started, and phoenix could feel his eyes searching his face.

"Then why am I seeing deep pain in your eyes?" Phoenix flinched, his hands curled into fists as he glared at the ground. For once, he wished miles wasn't so observant.

"It's nothing a glass of grape juice and a movie marathon wouldn't fix." He promised trucy he would come home early anyway, since it was only friday night. And it would be a great distraction from his messed up excuse of a life.

That way phoenix would only focus on his adorable daughter and would be too busy watching over her to think of himself.

"Wright." Phoenix's shoulders started to shake.