This is the last chapter! I bet you were expecting a lemon, huh? Well, I don't have the guts nor experience to write that sort of thing.
You know, I have NO idea what entered my brain when I wrote this. I was on Mitsumei drugs all weekend, so that was probably why this fic exists. If I decide that I regret this fic, then I will erase it by any means necessary. Again, I was blushing while writing this chapter, and I hope that you have more fun reading this than I did writing it. :D

Miles woke up in a bundle of white sheets with a beam of light shining across his face. He sensed that there was something warm snuggled up next to him. Suddenly, everything came streaming back like the sunlight in his eyes. He remembered the thrilling night with Franziska, and the passionate actions he had given and received. It was both their first times, but that night, they acted like pros in the art of making love.

He looked down at the sleeping ball of beauty next to him. Her naked figure molded perfectly with his as if they were made for each other. Her head resting beneath his arm, one leg lazily draped over his leg, and a hand placed gently on his chest, she looked absolutely angelic and, well, perfect.

He continued to remember the things they had done last night. He recalled the sweet taste of Franziska's nectar and the parts of her body that he enjoyed the most.

Again, he looked down at Franziska, put a hair behind her ear, and placed a kiss on her forehead. This stirred the angel, and her eyes fluttered open. She looked up and smiled. It was a real smile. The smile that Miles hadn't seen in forever. The same smile that she had used to give him when they were younger. That same smile would make any man melt and give in to her every desire.

"Good morning, Miles."

"Good morning, Franziska."

She snuggled in closer to him (as if she weren't close already) and began tapping her fingers gently against his chest. Her warm touch made him feel strangely calm.

She whispered, "I had fun last night. I'm glad it was you who took my innocence."

He stared for a bit, and then he smiled while blushing. "Y-Yeah, me too."

For a little longer they just lay there, enjoying each other's warm presence.

"What time is it?" she asked innocently.

Miles looked over to the clock on the nightstand and saw it was 10:30 AM. He replied, "Too late to do anything, that's for sure."

Franziska smirked as she stretched against him. She made to get up, but he just pulled her down next to him again. He pulled her into a passionate kiss and a tight hug.

"Miles, as much as I'd like to stay here with you – and I do – I can't. I still have things to do, and so do you." She nimbly slipped out of his grasp and put a silk robe on. "I'll prepare breakfast."

She headed out to the kitchen. When she disappeared, he quickly put on a robe himself and silently, much like a ninja, followed suit.

As Franziska was making scrambled eggs, she gave herself a mental facepalm. Fool! You let yourself get carried away with Miles Edgeworth! You are a von Karma, and von Karmas show no emotion as that is a weakness, and that includes love! Franziska von Karma, focus!

She carefully put the eggs aside. She started to brew some tea, but Miles, out of nowhere, came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She gave a squeal of surprise and immediately covered her mouth with her hands. He laughed heartily behind her as she turned around infuriated, whip at the ready.

"Miles Edgeworth! You! You... have been nothing but a... a pain! A foolishly foolish pain! You have been distrac-"

He cut her off by giving her a passionate kiss on the lips. He pulled back and smiled triumphantly while still holding her close. She put on a scowl – a childish scowl, so it looked rather cute. "Miles Edgeworth, that was cheating..."

He just smiled and gave her a tight hug. He whispered in her ear, "Franziska, I just want to carry you right back to that bed."

Franziska's eyes widened as her face turned a splendid red.

Miles continued: "So, I will."

As she realized that she was being swept off of her feet, her eyes grew even bigger. Her legs were flailing in protest, but she instinctively put her arms around his neck while he princess-carried her back into the bedroom. The second he set her down on the bed, he started caressing his lips against everything he could to soothe her.

"Ungh... Miiiiiiiiles... Nooooo..." she moaned.

"I would care to disagree and say 'Yes,' Franziska... Ungh!" He started to moan also when she received control of herself and started to nibble his ear.

"I won't let you take control all the time, Miles Edgeworth."

"Let's see about that."