Disclaimer/Note: I do not own the Phoenix Wright games, or any of the characters mentioned in these drabbles. They belong to the series' creator and Capcom. I am not making any money from this, so please do not sue me. These scenes were written solely for my own amusement and that of anyone choosing to read it. They take place throughout Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney, may contain some spoilers for the final case, and is unbeta'd. Many of these are simply scenes that I wish had happened, or that I would have preferred to see happen in this way. Enjoy.

Justice

"Come home, Klavier."

The voice was soft, was sweet and amiable, but even over the phone, the young blond could hear the twitch of skin at the corner of blue eyes, the cruel twist of mouth and raised brow that he knew would be there. That were always there when he called his older brother and the conversation moved from pleasant small talk to this matter. A part of him knew that, by all means, he should go home to California. That part of him was the same tiny section of his mind that reasoned that he could not actually become European, no matter how many hours a day he spent perfecting his German accent, or how many words he substituted when speaking English.

"Achtung, Kristoph, I do not want to. I have started a rock band, now that I've passed the German bar; we're very popular here. I will send you a CD once we have enough songs for a recording, ja?"

Not that it mattered what that little part of Klavier's mind had to say; he rarely listened to it, anyway.

"You're too naïve." There was a pause as his brother waited for Klavier to stop chuckling. "You cannot change the world to fit your image, Klavier. Not everyone cares about truth and real justice the way you do."

"That's what sets us apart, my dear brother: you want to change the world, and I just want people to open up their eyes and hearts to what they are already waiting for and willing to accept. You are the unreasonable one. The 'Su—'"

"Don't paraphrase others' work. It doesn't suit you."

"Nor you."

"Good-bye, Klavier. I'll call again."