A few notes before I begin...

This is my first ever fanfic and it's been a while since I've written anything XD I know that Klavier and Ema are quite out of character - sorry about that! I just wanted this to be a sweet and innocent romance, but I guess I lost their characters in the middle of writing this story. The plotline is also kind of silly...

If it really bothers you, just pretend that Klavier and Ema are different people :)

Anyways, reviews are greatly appreciated! I love hearing what people have to say about my writing! :D (If you want to point out any typos, please do so - I will be very grateful!)

I'll stop rambling now...enjoy!

" I am now ready to hand down a verdict. The court finds the defendant, Narcissus Cyndrum… NOT GUILTY."

The pounding of the gavel was still ringing in Klavier's ears when he left the courtroom. His fist clenched. The defendant had clearly been guilty of murdering her husband, but her loophole-finding defense attorney had managed to worm her out of a sentence.

Klavier slammed the side of his fist against the door of the courtroom angrily. He was furious at himself for letting a criminal go free, and on top of that, he knew he had let down Ema.

He knew that Ema had spent days scraping together evidence, barely sleeping. She had desperately wanted a guilty verdict- the defendant had previously caused one of Ema's friends to go into a coma, but had never been proven guilty for it. This had been the perfect opportunity to send Narcissus Cyndrum to jail, and Klavier had just let that opportunity slip out of his fingers.

Just then, Ema came around the corner. Seeing Klavier, she gave him a small smile.

"Hey…um…thanks. I know you tried your best out there."

"Fraulein…I'm really sorry. I know how important that guilty verdict was to you." Klavier's fist clenched again in frustration, unable to look at her.

Seeing him like this upset Ema. This was the first time she had seen him this distressed. Where was the confident, teasing, cocky rockstar Klavier Gavin?

Ema put a hand on his shoulder.

"It's okay, Klavier. Don't worry about it. She's bound to commit another crime sometime soon. We'll catch her then," she said softly.

He looked up. "Fraulein…you don't need to comfort me. I know I messed up. But I promise you, I will get her next time," the volume returning to his voice.

"There's the Prosecutor Gavin I know."

He smiled at her. "We should get going. Do you need a lift?"

"Um…on your motorbike?" Ema asked nervously.

"You're not afraid, are you?" he teased playfully, hoping to alleviate the depressed mood. "As long as you hold on tight, you'll be safe."

Ema was a little miffed. "I'm not afraid!" she said indignantly.

Ten minutes later, Ema found herself on the back of Klavier's motorbike, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, holding on for dear life.

He turned his head sideways to yell at her over the roar of the engine. "This is fun, ja, Fraulein?"

Ema's only response was to frantically yell back, "Don't turn around! Eyes on the road!"

He gave an amused chuckle before looking back ahead.

Despite being scared silly of falling off or crashing, Ema felt safe nestled against Klavier. They arrived at the corner of her street too soon.

"Just let me off here, I can walk the rest of the way. My sister doesn't trust motorcycles," she explained.

Klavier laughed. "Alright Fraulein, but let me walk with you. Your street doesn't look very safe so late at night- especially for a pretty girl like you."

Ema felt herself blush.

Across from Ema's apartment was a large district of tall buildings. Between several were dark alleys.

They had nearly reached the entrance to her building when a loud crash echoed from across the street.

"Tell me where the knife is!"

"What knife?"

"Don't play dumb," the voice snarled. "The knife I killed him with."

"Fine! I'll tell you! Just don't shoot me!"

"You'd better not lie…or you'll regret it."

"That voice sounds familiar," Ema whispered suddenly. Klavier realized it at the same time she did. They looked at each other. "Narcissus!"

Ema turned quickly and started sprinting towards the voices.

Klavier grabbed her arm. "What are you doing?" he hissed.

"I don't know," she hissed back. "But Narcissus has got to be doing something illegal now. I'll catch her." Ema tried to pull her arm out of Klavier's grasp. He wouldn't let go.

"Ema! Listen to me. You're a detective, not the police! It's not safe for you to go after her!"

Ema looked at him. "Please, Klavier," she begged. "She sent my best friend into a coma! I can't let her get away!"

Klavier couldn't win against Ema's pleading expression. "Fine, but I'm coming with you."

The two of them headed quickly towards the alley. Edging along against the wall so that they wouldn't be seen, they heard the last bit of the conversation.

"I told you where it is. Can you let me go now?" a voice asked shakily.

"Sure," the other voice responded coolly. "Just let me send you on your way with a little present."

A gunshot shattered the silence.