Author's Note: Please do not place mean comments on this fic! It is kind of one-sided boy love, but not really?

This is from Edgeworth's perspective- after the Steel Samurai trial ended. He said something about unease and uncertainty-which sparked inspiration that led to this fic!

I do not own Ace Attorney, or any of its characters!

Unease and Uncertainty

Wright… He has brought a few unnecessary feelings to me- and they trouble me deeply…

Unease and uncertainty.

Mostly because he brings up my childhood again. The DL-6 incident. Manfred von Karma. He made me remember, recall of those horrible memories.

And now I am having those nightmares again… That dark space, the yelling…

The feeling of unease and uncertainty.

I wanted to forget about it… Because it hurts me. He had to come and trigger those memories, those re-occurring nightmares…

So I thought.

There is another side to these feelings that I am experiencing. Not only about my childhood.

No, but about Wright himself.

He… I do not know how to describe it…

He's everything I wanted to be.

He's able to fulfill his dreams of being a defense attorney- and a genius one at that.

It's unfair.

I was trained for perfection- to always get a guilty verdict, no matter what. By that man.

… Von Karma.

The way he slams his desk, points his finger, unveils the truth…

It's unfair.

I want to do that, also.

But… I am overridden by my guilt… Of killing my father.

It was an accident, but I still pulled the trigger, and the shot rung out, followed by a long scream of agony.

… The scream that will forever be implanted in my memory- no matter how I try to forget it.

The guilt… The guilt was why I allowed him to train me to be something that I didn't want, that I despised vehemently.

To be the opposite of my father.

I had to remember it all because of Wright… Because he had to show his face in front of me- and remind me that I, not only killed my father, but reminds me every time I see him in court, or even go into court, that I am the opposite of my father- a sham to my father- that I have become one of those people that my father hated.

As if every time I see Wright… He reminds me of whom I turned out to be… And that I do not like, one bit, whom I am.

Still… Whenever I see Wright, I admire his skill, even though he is an amateur, or pursuing the truth, at all costs.

At the same time he reminds me of such horrible memories, I admire…! I adore…!

The way his eyes gleam with pursuit…

The way he looks when he fits the last piece of the puzzle together…

I do not understand why! Why I would adore such a man that reminds me of what I did, who I am, and the agony I feel whenever the thoughts come to mind!

These feelings, unease and uncertainty… They do seem to take on a new meaning whenever I am around Wright.

And it is because of these feelings that I must never see his face again! Because I am uneased, and uncertain… Of the future.

"Never show your face to me again, Wright. That's what I came here to say."

I keep my cold glare on, and walk away- continuing without any emotion.

I hate myself, and who I have become- since I am a disgrace to my father.

Yet, simultaneously, I feel horrible that I can't ever see your face again- that I have to do this, but it seems like the only choice!

Yes, the only choice I have is to never see you again!

But, the idea of that? Why does it make me feel so hollow inside, so melancholic and depressed, so…

Alone?

Yes, unease and uncertainty are the feelings that I momentarily have to deal with, as I walk away from you…

But, will they ever go away?

Wright… You bring me so much unease and uncertainty…

In so many ways.