DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN/HAVE CREATED ACE ATTORNEY OR ANY AFFILIATED CHARACTERS. I just feel like making up some oneshots. :)

Love Is Objectionable

MiaXDiego

.:Coffee Date:.

It was pretty simple. Exactly five, five inch strides to her desk, a lean down, charming wink, a quick, casual proposal for a date, and…well, she was supposed to smile that gorgeous smile she possessed, and say "Yes!" with overflowing enthusiasm, but all I felt was the sting of rejection time and time again. I may have done this about fifteen times on a good day in adamant hope that she'd eventually agree, but Mia was tough and reluctant to do absolutely anything I brought up.

She didn't sigh with pleasure when I came close to her.

She didn't swoon when I was inches away from her face.

And she definitely, did NOT ever, ever want to spend a dinner with me…at least that's what she stated repeatedly. Mia called me a love-sick puppy, but I just called her my kitten.

Well, it was a good thing I was just as stubborn and determined.

Now that I look back on it, even though I was pretty irritable with my situation, I was grateful that she didn't go off finding a new attorney partner and mentor. I guess something made her want to stay. I'd like to hope that it was because of me, but I really think it was because the only available attorney to work with at the time was Beline Duboise.

I don't want to give off the wrong message because you seem like thoughtful, innocent people so far to still be reading this, but out of all the girls that were interested in me, Beline was second to Mia. She and I had actually gone out with her a few times before, but I had slowed my whole life as soon as I saw my lovely kitten. Nevertheless, Mia always made it painstakingly crystal-clear that she would have absolutely nothing to do with Beline.

Eh, it was probably some feminine thing that even today I still wouldn't understand.

I do remember how I managed to steal our very first date from Mia as well as her heart…and I guess I owe it all to Ms. Duboise in the end. That's the main reason I still remember that petite, yet snobbish French lady…

"You mind if I leave these with you, kitten?"

"No, and where are you going?" Mia swiveled around in her chair to face her partner and frowned. She couldn't believe he was still calling her "kitten"…

"I've got this outing with a bunch of my friends that I gotta get to…"

"Oh, I'm sure you can miss ONE, Mr. Armando. I may be your protégé, but I'm not going to…"

Diego sighed, running his fingers through his dark hair.

"Can you just hold onto 'em?"

"This outing isn't that important that you have to go." A little pout formed onto Mia's thin, pale lips. She was so cute when she did that…maybe she was a tad bit jealous that she couldn't come along?

He stared at her blankly, and she felt the heat swell into her cheeks. She turned around quickly, flushed, waking Diego from his "trance". He scratched the back of his head and sighed again.

"I promise to do it as soon as I get back, Mia…" He tried assuring her, even using her real name to show his earnestness. She wouldn't hear of it though and gave him a bit of a sharp glare.

"The last time you said that, you came back at around one in the morning! I'm not going to be the one sitting alone in this office with this crappy lamp and all these papers! We're supposed to have a court turnabout tomorrow, remember? It's my first one! No, of course you don't because I'm the one managing all the time while you're off doing other ridiculous…!"

Mia was cut short when suddenly Diego was surprisingly close to her face. His dark, coffee coloured eyes sparkled with amusement, and his breath smelt faintly of…his coffee blend #107, she presumed.

"Would I lie to you?" He asked her quietly, yet intensely. Diego was playing with her emotions a bit, but it was more like playing with string with a kitten…

Harmless.

She blinked her wide eyes, "Well…"

"One straight-shot answer please, Ms. Fey." The right corner of his lips turned up when he noted her embarrassment.

"Ye…er…No…" Mia gave in after she saw a skeptical look in his eyes when she was about to say "yes".

"Hm, you never do seem to say 'yes' at the proper times."

"Like when?"

"Like when I ask you to do things or come out on a date with me." He grinned a little foolishly, and Mia swept her hair in front of her eyes, so he couldn't see her blushing reaction.

The front door to the office opened loudly, and Mia quickly distanced herself from Diego…similar to how a cat's shoulders scrunch up in fear or anger. A bob-cut haired lady stepped in and gave a dazzling smile to the both of them. She then pursed her lips when she saw Mia glance away.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Am I interrupting something?" She rested a hand on her right hip, cocking her head a little, her blonde hair bouncing as she did so.

"No, you can come in." Mia responded instantly. Diego made a face at Mia. Beline slid next to him, sitting on his desk, swinging her legs a little.

"Are you going to come, Diego?" She asked him passionately, batting her eyelashes a little. He raised an eyebrow, glanced to see Mia's reaction, and he could've sworn he had heard her hiss like a real cat.

"Uh, soon, I guess." He replied, a little dazed. Beline smiled smugly and began playing with his tie.

"Good then. We have many things to talk about and do." She twirled a stray piece of his hair, and Diego finally realized Mia literally trying to glare holes into Beline's forehead. He smiled with a bit of knowingness and played along with the game.

"Then we better get going." Diego grinned, sweeping his hair with the hand that wasn't in Beline's. Mia reddened a little in frustration and embarrassment. They began to make their way to the door, when suddenly Diego turned around and stared straight at Mia. He felt the electric shock through his system, as they locked eyes.

"Are you sure you're too busy to come along, Mia?" His voice edged itself with earnestness and the sincere want for her to come along. Truthfully, he didn't really want to go without her. It wouldn't be much fun. He also didn't want her complaining that he hadn't offered in the first place, but that was beside the point.

She hesitated, glancing quickly at the case on the desk, and then back at him. Beline smiled coyly from behind, her arms wrapped around one of Diego's.

"You don't have to if you really don't want to." She smugly smiled, and Mia suddenly had the urge to choke her with the scarf around her very own neck. Her tone was all too much for Mia to bear. She stood up a little slowly and dropped her pen onto her desk. The noise was a short one, yet to Diego it was a ringing sign of offense and Mia's preparation to strike Beline down.

"I don't mind attending, Beline." The sharp, almost confident look on her face resembled the ones that she put on strictly for trials. She even managed to put a little, sarcastic smile onto her face. Diego could only imagine the kind of intense determination that Mia was willing to render, and he admired her sudden willingness. It was surprising how quickly Mia had suddenly agreed, but she had, and he was satisfied. He quietly thanked Beline for being so annoying to Mia for the moment.

Beline frowned slightly.

"Let's hurry up." She shortly told Diego and briskly walked out of the room, leaving him and Mia. Diego gave Mia a smile.

"Hurry up, Mia."

"Don't tell me to hurry up." She sniffed a little and walked past him out the door, yet she could've sworn she had heard him purr, as he brushed by her shoulder.

It wasn't very long until suddenly Mia found herself sitting amongst crowded masses trying to sip a bit of her coffee. Besides Diego, Beline, a few other prosecutors and attorneys, there were tons of people trying to pack into the small lounge. People were sitting on tables, squeezing into uncomfortable places, and just trying to freshen up in the bathroom was an adventuresome challenge. It made her regret coming a little, but she did enjoy spending time with Diego.

Diego had offered to hoist her up onto his shoulders as a more comfortable place to sit, but she had made sure that she had taken that thought out of his mind quickly.

He did, however, promise to stay near her for protection reasons. Mia had protested that she was plenty prepared to protect herself, she was after all a defense attorney, nevertheless, he insisted on staying with her. He complained a little about the coffee every once and a while, but for the most part, they talked about more interesting topics.

"So, how's the family?" Diego asked her, sipping his own coffee instead of the lounge's.

"They're fine."

"The last time I saw your…uh…younger sister, she was this high." He made a measurement from the ground up to the middle of his thigh. Mia laughed a little.

"I don't remember the last time you saw her."

"Feels like years ago. Grossberg had me go over and check in on you at your village around the holidays."

"That was a pretty long time ago." She drank a little coffee from her cup.

"What was her name again? Mami…Mimi…?"

Mia giggled. Oh, how angry Maya would've gotten if she had realized that he had forgotten her name. "Maya."

"Right, right. Well, I got the 'M' part."

"She really liked you." Mia smiled back.

"Really? Wow, I'm flattered. Tell her I'm just a little too old for her though." He grinned. Mia laughed again.

"I could pick up her older sister though. She's not so bad."

Mia blushed at this and swirled her coffee around with her spoon.

"Are you sure you don't want some of my coffee?" He offered. Diego couldn't imagine how she could still drink that watered-down, disgusting concoction, and he eyed it distastefully. Mia shook her head slightly. She didn't really taste anything wrong with the coffee.

"No, it's okay. Your coffee's always too strong and bitter anyways."

"I can make it sweet."

"Well, of course, you just add sugar."

"No, no that ruins the natural taste of the coffee. I'll show you a different way." He poured her a little bit of his coffee into a shot glass. Mia raised an eyebrow but decided to go along with whatever he was planning out. He slid it over, smiling that half smile that Mia had learned to trust. She licked her lips a little before confidently downing it. Diego almost laughed at her furrowed, determined eyebrows. Mia closed her eyes and carefully took in the taste. It still tasted extremely bitter…and hot…and…

Suddenly, she felt something upon her lips. It tasted like a sweeter coffee, and Mia was tempted to open her eyes, but she didn't, feeling that if she did, she may've been too frightened to continue.

She contemplated the taste over again.

Yes, it was sweet, much more to her liking. It was warm and…comforting. She leaned in ever so slightly, unsure as to why, but something told her to just take it in. It was light and indulgent, and Mia had to admit, she pressed for the taste further and further, opening her mouth slightly. Her heart beat faster and faster and faster…until the pulse plummeted, and her heart felt like it was about to stop when she felt the fleeting sensation disappear gently.

She snapped her eyes open. Diego had his hand rubbing the back of his neck, and he was glancing off somewhere in the distance. He chewed his lower lip, and he avoided Mia's eye contact which was…unusual. She was dazed, having been in another train of thought for seconds that seemed like hours, yet she was conscious enough to realize exactly what had happened.

She absent-mindedly slid her tongue over her lips again, the remnants of the kiss still lingering. Mia was grateful that Diego had pulled away after a few, mere seconds. She was afraid of what she would've done if it had been longer.

She reddened slowly and then looked all around her for peeping eyes, trying to hide herself by pulling in closer to her body. Diego gave a little grin.

"No worries, kitten. No need to scrunch up like that."

She blushed.

Although she had kept it a pretty good secret, Mia undeniably felt some sort of attraction to the defense attorney. It was hard being around him and being professional at the same time, Diego being who he was. He was smart, quick on his feet, and an excellent attorney in court. He constantly reminded Mia of the importance of certain morals during court and with the client. He was always looking out for everybody, giving that suave smile, a sarcastic remark here and there…

He could be so fickle sometimes.

She had to admit; she had learned much from him…and some unimportant things along the way, like how to properly make coffee for him.

She always messed it up anyhow.

Diego brushed some of her hair out of her eyes.

"You shouldn't keep your hair in your face, kitten." He commented abruptly. How could he possibly be thinking about my hair when we just…?

"Your eyes are too beautiful." He smiled a little.

"Stop lying." She commanded.

"I'm not allowed to lie as a defense attorney, Ms. Fey! I'm shocked that you would insinuate such a thing!" He, in mock surprise, placed a hand on his chest.

"Well, then you're misinformed."

"That can't be possible. I'm seeing them with my own two eyes right now."

The heat in her cheeks, plus the added heat from all of the patrons in the coffee house was making Mia feel dizzy. Diego's expressions turned a little more serious.

"Hey, kitten. You feeling alright?" He placed a hand to her forehead, bringing his face close to hers again. Their noses touched lightly, and Mia blinked.

"I…it's just a little warm in here. I'll go out and get some fresh air." She stood up and sidled her way past people. Diego's hand shot after her but missed, so he took it upon himself to go follow her, determined to press though.

Mia finally burst through the small doors and was surprised to feel a splash of raindrops upon her pale skin. Surprised, she blinked and leapt back a bit, hitting into someone behind her…with an umbrella?

"Oof! Watch where you're backing up, kitten!" He laughed. She blinked up at him, not knowing what to say. He wasn't about to let her off the hook that easily…she could sense it.

"Do you need an umbrella for your way back to the offices?"

"I-I'm not going there." Mia protested, but she knew she had to get back and pick up some papers for that case sometime…

"I'll take you there myself." Diego asserted, and he shifted the umbrella so that it would fully cover Mia.

"No, that's fine. Have fun here." She insisted, waving a hand. He shook his head, smiling.

"Ah, but Mia…it's not going to be any fun at all without you." His warm, inviting tone almost made Mia melt into a little puddle amongst the other ones due to the rain.

"O-okay." She replied, both defeated and dazed at the same time. He grinned flawlessly, and Mia carefully locked her arm onto his outstretched elbow without any trace of reluctance. Truthfully, she appreciated his act of kindness and thoughtfulness.

"Trying to be a gentleman, are you?" She gave him a small smile, as she glanced up at him. He laughed back.

"Well, I try to be a gentleman most of the time!" He took up one of her cold, slender hands and kissed the fingertips gently before finally pecking the back of her hand. She blushed and absent-mindedly caressed the hand that he had done such a favour unto. The rain pattered lightly, withholding its noises, as if holding its breath in the moment. She leaned her head carefully onto his shoulder, and he smiled affectionately down at her, kissing the top of her head.

"Kitten, you need to stop being so sweet. I doubt that you needed that coffee any sweeter." He gently scolded her.

"I'm not that sweet." She batted him playfully. He slowed his pace and soon they were at a standstill. Mia nervously flashed her eyes up at him, but he seemed so calm. He held her chin and bent down ever so slightly to kiss her fully on her hesitant lips, nearly letting go of the umbrella in the urge to wrap his arms around her waist the next second. Mia took the umbrella from him shakily, putting her free arm around his neck, as he rested his newly liberated arms on her hips.

The rain trickled down unevenly off the umbrella, and it slid down his back, but he wasn't concerned with getting wet. She still tasted sweet, as he suspected, and he enjoyed every single movement of her mouth along his. He couldn't help himself, and thankfully Mia couldn't either.

Mia felt the same heart racing adrenaline shiver through her body, despite the fact that he had pecked her lightly before. She had a feeling that she wasn't going to get used to his kisses, but she was willing to follow through. She felt more and more intoxicated by every touch

There was a low rumble of thunder, but it more resembled the approving purr of a cat. Neither of them had admitted a single vow of desire or, dare she think it, love, but Mia felt right. She didn't know what love was supposed to feel like, but she felt a little fuzzy, and she was shaking all over, either from the rain, or from something intangible. She felt secure that he would always be there for her. She was still "a kitten", but naturally she knew that bit by bit she was growing up, with Diego watching over her.

A bit of a breeze blew by.

On the contrary, Diego had thought that he had understood what love was supposed to feel like, but the swirling mess of emotions in his stomach contradicted otherwise. She was…so different to him. Intriguing, even. Her smile dazzled him every time. Her voice was a welcomed tone. He felt her fingers in his hair, and he trembled a little, something that had never happened with another. He felt such true compassion, it was indescribable, and even if he tried to explain it, it would probably sound less wonderful that it really was.

Breathing being the limiting factor, he realized the end that was imminent.

He pulled away slightly, feeling a slight ache in his heart at the removal. His eyes pierced into hers, and he spoke just above a whisper,

"Take that."

And she smiled.

AN: I wanted this long oneshot to be set the night before Mia's trial. Knowing this, when I read over I feel that the story gives a more nostalgic feel. :) Another thing about the series of drabbles I'm going to write about: THEY'RE ALL GOING TO BE BASED UPON DIFFERENT PAIRINGS. My sister already shot the next one by saying that she wanted an EdgeworthXWright pairing (which I suppose I'm obliged to write as a sister...=.=") but I'm going to be open to other suggestions, too! Leave a comment/review telling me which ones you guys would prefer. :) I started out with MiaXDiego because I figured it might agree with most people (although I could be wrong...) and well, it's my favorite. x)

Another point I should bring up is that I would greatly appreciate people pointing out any spelling/grammatical errors. It helps me mechanically as a writer. :) Flames are okay, too! It's okay if you hate me! :D I like reviews of any sort. :) It just lets me know that people are reading.

Anyways, thanks for reading! Summer's upon us! (but for some reason it's raining in my story...:D) Bye!