Devil May Cry | By : Aleya Category: +M through R > Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Views: 1125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Gyakuten Saiban, the Ace Attorney Series, I was beat out... and this story has nothing to do with the backstory of any of the characters, just something i thought up, maybe its not original but it is to me! Also, i'm |
Disclaimer: I do not own Phoenix Wright. ALSO THE TITLE HAS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH THE CAPCOM GAME. SORRY TO DISAPPOINT! I just adore the title as it seemed fitting for a man like Kristoph Gavin. And yes I’m using the “Western Names” By choice. I do know the Japanese, but this is choice here!
There he sat looking across the table at him. His blonde hair resembling his, only on the opposite shoulder. If not for the age difference most people easily mistake the two to be twins rather than older and younger brother. But that wasn’t what was currently irritating him at the moment. What was irritating him is that the very man who he trusted to keep his greatest secret in confidence, he was here every week visiting staring him the face never saying a word.
“The chair in my cell is much more comfortable than these chairs, so I suggest you either come out and say whatever it is you have been trying to say to me for the past few visits or never come back, Klavier.” Kristoph glared speaking in clear German to his brother. A habit they tended to have when addressing one another and they wanted no one in on the conversation.
“No, no, you misjudge me.” The rock star prosecutor stared at his brother, who despite his annoyance, his “little devil” has remained hidden. “I just been wondering if I could tell by looking.”
“If you could…tell?” Kristoph looked at his brother. He could just feel an eyebrow twitch.
“If I could tell by looking why you had the tendency to put your career before the matters of your heart..” The look that statement earned definitely belonged in the “if looks could kill” category. Something that only provoked a smile to appear on Klavier’s face.
“What is it you think you know, Klavier?” Now that question brought an even bigger smile to the rocker’s face.
“I know about your insane love of young, spry, uniquely coiffed defense attorneys.” A bigger grin as the little devil made a shadow of an appearance.
“Klavier… do not speak of what you know nothing about.”
“Kristoph. I find it impossible to believe that you are so ruthless that you would ruin the life of an acquaintance as you and Phoenix Wright so easily claim when in public.” Klavier clasped his fingers in front of his face and looked at his brother.
“Now, why would I indulge you anything? Last time I helped you, you turned it back on me.”
“You and I both know what it was that you didn’t want out.” Kristoph adjusted his glasses, the glare catching the frame hiding his eyes. “Bad enough you were already sentenced to your end days for killing that man.” Klavier looked at him brother. “A double life sentence wouldn’t mean anything to you. What you didn’t want out, brother, was for Phoenix Wright to know it was you who destroyed him.”
“Don’t talk of things you know nothing about.”
“Then enlighten me, Kristoph.” Klavier leaned in smiling so kindly at his brother. He could practically see the locks clicking tighter around the darkness that borne the devil they had all come to know as Kristoph, but Klavier knew better. If he didn’t know his brother so well his brother would live out his end days suffering in silence. A suffering to be shrouded in the darkness of his pride. “Enlighten me to the jealousy and despair that eats you up every waking and sleeping moment. Enlighten me to your Guilty Love.”
“I don’t think so.” Kristoph rose from the table a poisonous smile plastered on his features. “It was nice seeing you again Klavier.”
“I thought you knew Kristoph. I’ve got a persistent personality.” Klavier too rose wearing a more real smile on his face. “Well that and this.” He dug around in the pocket of his purple jacket and produced a picture. One that only further infuriated the inmate. “Until next time.” He tucked the picture away and left, strolling along like he t ended to do whenever leaving the prison, taunting Kristoph, reminding him so painfully of what it is he no longer has. The freedom to come and go.
“Where did you get that picture?” He watched Klavier stop before the door that permanently separated him from the outside world.
“I will tell you when you tell me your story… I have a case tomorrow against your young apprentice, excuse me, your former apprentice.” Klavier smiled. “Till next time, Kristoph.”
*~*~*
“My story?” Kristoph glared as he began polishing his nails, he detested filthy un-manicured hands. Just because he was male didn’t make it against the law to do so. “My story…” He all but slammed the lid on the nail polish bottle. The way the sun hit the bottle right just added to his fury. “How dare he show me a picture like that?!?”
He picked up the bottle and threw it across the room with a satisfying shatter, however watching the clear polish mar up the floor was another matter and further infuriated him. With an irritated growl he went clean up the mess, something that irritated him even more. Somehow managing to not cut himself and with an odd perfection about it, Kristoph managed to clean up every bit of his nail polish. Another irritated sigh and he reached for a box on the uppermost shelf and pulled down another bottle of polish and set it on the table in his cell. Another sigh and he picked up an elegantly designed journal.
“My story…” He picked up a pen, twisted the point up and began to write. “My story…Devil May Cry…”
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