This takes place between the third and fourth case of the Apollo Justice game, before Apollo knows of Phoenix’s “Secret Mission,” if my memory has served me well. It contains two or three spoilers, but it’s nothing too serious, such as the “Secret Mission” thing.Fair warning, this story is pretty long. It'll take you no more than probably 15 or 20 minutes to read.
“MY NAME IS APOLLO JUSTICE AND I’M FINE!” Apollo Justice, a defense attorney for Wright Anything Agency, shouted those words on the top of his lungs, preparing his Chords of Steel for the trial that day. He was going up against Klavier Gavin, a German prosecutor, and he wanted to be ready for it, since Gavin always put up a good fight.
“OBJECTION!” Phoenix Wright, an ex-defense attorney, yelled back at Apollo. “You’re more than fine, Mr. Justice. You’re ready.”
Apollo looked at Phoenix as he cleared his throat. “Mr. Wright, I don’t feel ready, though. I just started working out my Chords of Steel, plus, I feel really nervous.”
Phoenix smiled at the younger boy and tilted his head. “Right, right. Your chords are important for the case today, right? And feeling nervous is normal.”
Apollo made an expression as if he were sweating. “I can’t help but feel like you just made fun of me…”
Phoenix laughed at this. “I wasn’t, trust me.” The older male playfully tussled Apollo’s hair, waking Apollo from his sweating expression. “You’ll do fine in court today, even without your Chords of Steel.” Phoenix looked at the clock on the room’s wall. “Speaking of which,” phoenix removed his hand from Apollo’s hair and pointed at the clock, “you’re going to be late if you don’t get going.”
Apollo looked at the clock behind him. “Oh, shoot! You’re right!” Apollo started scrambling for all of the evidence he needed as he practiced working his Chords more. “OBJECTION!... OBJECTION!.... I’M FINE!... Wait.” Apollo went through the evidence he had in his suitcase. “I’m missing a piece of evidence! But I checked everything in the area… Maybe I need to check one more time...” Before Phoenix could say anything, Apollo was back to checking the area again.
“Apollo,” Phoenix started as he pulled the final piece of evidence, a piece of paper, out of his pocket, “is this your missing piece of evidence?”
Apollo looked up at Phoenix as his eyes widened and glistened, grateful that Phoenix knew where it was. “Wh-Where did you find it?” Apollo stood up and walked over to Phoenix.
Phoenix handed the evidence to Apollo. “I found it in front of my desk for some reason. Mabe Trucy accidentally kicked it or something.”
Apollo laughed slightly. “I guess that’s a possibility. Anyways, I need to get going. I’ll see you later, Mr. Wright!” Apollo started walking towards the door.
“Wait, Apollo.” Phoenix called. “Are you not taking Trucy with you?”
“Sorry, but not this time. I want to do this on my own. Anyways, gotta go.” Apollo waved at the older man, leaving the agency’s room.
Apollo hurriedly put the last piece of evidence in his suitcase as he left the building, speed walking to the courthouse and he, again, warmed up his Chords of Steel. “MY NAME IS APOLLO JUSTICE AND I’M FINE!... FINE!”
You walked down the street as you listened to the music, enjoying every second of your song with your eyes closed. You heard the faint sound of someone saying “Fine,” but you thought nothing of it and kept walking. But, as you noticed, the words got louder and louder. You dismissed it again until you felt a great force against your body knock you down onto the group. You spoke as you took your earbud out and opened your eyes. “Hey, man, what’s your…”
You saw an unfamiliar man before you, dressed in red and white, rubbing the back his head and saying “oww.” Although you had no idea who this person was, you could feel yourself blush over him. You shook your head, getting rid of the thought and stood up. You picked the suitcase next to the man and held out a hand to you. “Hey, do you want a hand up?”
Apollo looked up at you once you spoke and blushed as well. “Sure, th-thanks.” Apollo took your hand and used your assistance to stand up.
You handed the man his suitcase. “I’m __________. And you?”
“Oh, I’m, uh.. Apollo. Apollo Justice.” Apollo was obviously nervous, despite his trying to hide it.
You put on a smile and offered your hand out for a handshake. “Nice to meet you, Apollo.” You definitely thought that Apollo was cute.
“Oh, uh, nice to meet you, too.” Apollo shook your hand and dropped it back to his side.
“Would you be willing to have dinner with me tonight?” You asked without thinking, causing you to blush even more. “I-I’m sorry, you don’t have to accept, it was so sudden…”
“No, no, it’s fine,” Apollo reassured, “I-I’ll have dinner with you.” Apollo blushed and looked down at the ground, now positive that he liked you back.
You grinned happily and hugged the other man, causing him to lift his head. “Thank you so much.” You pulled away and took out your (favorite color) phone. “Can I have your number?”
“Sure,” Apollo spoke.
After exchanging numbers, you two split ways, happy as could be.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Later that day.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You sat up from your brown couch and looked at the clock on your phone.
It read 4:30 PM.
You decided to open your messaging app and text your new found lover, about dinner plans.
Hey, Apollo, are you out of your case yet?
I guess not….
Sorry, I just got out…
It’s cool. Do you have any ideas for dinner tonight?
My boss said that there’s a nice restaurant nearby. It was called something along the lines of Applejee’s.
You mean Applebee’s?
Yeah, that was it. Whoops.
xD Well, it’s alright. I think I know where that place
is.Should I come by and pick you up later? Say, 6:30?
Sure. That sounds fine.
Awesome. I’ll see you at 6:30 then.
See you then.</I>
You smiled and put the phone down, happy and satisfied that you figured out a good time, though you wished it continued for a little longer. You decided to text him again.
So, how did your trial go?
It went fine, I guess. We won.
That’s great. Was your defense attorney happy?
Actually, I was the defense attorney…
Whoops, sorry. So was the defendant happy? xD
Yeah, she was, kind of. Though, her boyfriend was convicted instead… I feel bad for her. It seemed like she really liked him.</i>
You tapped your phone screen, considering as to whether or not to flirt with him. You deemed it unnecessary and continued the conversation.
That must have been painful to go through…
Yeah, it was. She was crying on my shoulder afterwards, calling me a monster. Not the brightest moment in my life.
Oh my god. Is your suit okay?
Yeah, it’s fine. Just a little bit of water. It’ll probably need to go to the dry cleaners tomorrow, according to my boss.
Fun. Will it be okay for tonight or no?
I would guess not. But I have a second one.
Well, that’s good.
What about your day?
It was okay. I didn’t have work today, so I was watching TV all day. xD
I wish I could have been watching TV instead of being at the courtroom…
Don’t you like your job?
Don’t get me wrong, I love it. It was just stressful and busy today.
Oh, I’m sorry, Apollo.
I’m fine. I mean. It’s fine.
Anyways, I need to go. My boss wants to talk to me. I’ll see you tonight...
You locked your phone and laid back on the couch. You felt so ready for tonight, yet you felt so tired. You set an alarm on your phone for 5:30 and took a nap.
You woke up from your dream to the sound of your alarm going off, a drums-only version of your favorite song.
You stretched out your back and reached out for your phone blindly. Once in your hand, you brought the phone to your face and turned off the alarm. You dropped your arm again, not wanting to get up. Your forced yourself to get up, pushing your upper body off of the couch and into a sitting position. You looked at your phone again, checking the time.
It was 5:32.
You stood up, stretched again, and went to go get ready for your date tonight.
You stood in front of the mirror, feeling like you’ve selected the right clothing. You were wearing a white button up shirt, long sleeve, with a pair of black jeans and black converse.
You looked at your phone again, it was 5:53 PM. You locked your phone, feeling ready more than ever. Then you realized you had no idea where you were picking Apollo up at. You unlocked your phone and texted said man again.
Hey, Apollo. Where am I picking you up?
Sorry, I guess I forgot to give you the address. 443 Edge drive. The building should be labeled, “Wright Anything Agency.”
Awesome, dude. Thanks. See you soon. </i>
You closed the messaging app and opened Maps to find your way to Apollo’s location. The building was 15 minutes away by car, which would give you enough time to leave now and still be early. Deciding against it, you returned to your phone’s home screen and locked it, putting in in your pocket before looking around for you wallet. You found the brown leather item after about five minutes of searching and opened it. All that stood in there was a twenty dollar bill. You put your wallet in your pocket, grabbed your keys, and left the house, knowing that you’d need more money for dinner tonight, and it’d take at least fifteen minutes to get it from your card.
At 6:24, you arrived at Wright Anything Agency, where Apollo had told you to pick him up. You sent him a message saying your were there and waited for the man.
Apollo came out a few minutes later, fixing his light blue tie a bit while walking over to the red sports car you owned, which was near the same color of Apollo’s suit. Once he got close enough to the car, Apollo spoke. “H-hey.”
“Hey there,” you replied.
Apollo got in the car and put on his seatbelt, then balled up his hands in his lap, displaying his nervousness once again.
You looked over at Apollo, a bit confused. “You okay, Apollo?”
“I-I’m fine.” Apollo turned his head away from you and blushed, not wanting you to see him that way.
You chuckled and blushed a bit yourself. “Alright then, Mr. Fine. Lets go.” You started driving the car to Applebee’s, as Apollo looked out of the window.
“How long have you been a defense attorney?”
“Oh,” Apollo looked at you and rubbed the back of his head. “I just started, actually. I’ve been one for a couple of months now.”
“Sounds promising, if you’re just starting, and winning cases already.” You looked over at Apollo for a brief second before turning your attention onto the road again.
“Yeah. My mentor was great.” Apollo looked on the road as well, half paying attention to it as he thought about his mentor. “He taught me a lot of good things I needed to know for trials, like how to effectively present evidence and make it sound convincing. He was the best defense attorney in the city, before he was jailed.”
“He was jailed,” you asked.
“Yeah.” Apollo’s eyes grew a glint of sadness in them as he continued to talk. “He committed murder. It was the first case I ever defended for, too.”
“I’m sorry… That sounds horrible.” You said, keeping your eyes on the stop light, which was currently on red.
“Yeah… But it’s the past. It’s already happened. So the only thing we can do is look to the future, right?”
You looked at Apollo with a smile. “Yep. That’s how life is. But don’t worry, things’ll get better soon.” The light turned green, so you made a left turn and continued driving.
“Yeah. They have been improving lately. Ever since joining Wright Anything Agency, I’ve felt like I was at home, and at ease, despite my boss’ daughter.”
You chuckled slightly at this. “Is she a character?”
Apollo nodded his head. “She’s a magician. She likes to tag along with me when we investigate crime scenes and when I have a court date.” Apollo smiled at his memories with the mentioned girl.
You found a place to park in the parking lot and parked. “Is she at least good when she goes out with you?”
“Yeah. She’s a good girl altogether.”
“Well, that’s a good thing. Shall we go inside?”
Apollo blinked a couple of times and saw that they were in a parking lot, and blushed of embarrassment. “Y-yeah.”
You and Apollo got out of the car, closed the doors, and went inside the restaurant. You two were seated almost immediately, since you had reserved ahead of time. You guys talked about yourselves, introducing your life and interests to the other person.
Apollo opened up a lot to you over the dinner, surprisingly. His favorite color was red, as you suspected, he went to law school, his current boss was the famous ex-defense attorney, Phoenix Wright, which shocked you a bit, you never knew that he had a child. He was 22, and five foot five. The hair fringes in the front of the top of his hair were not natural, surprisingly. You never would have taken him for the kind that uses hair gel. He even allowed you to mess with them to prove it true. Both of his parents died at a young age, leaving him to an orphanage. He has a best friend, Clay Terran, whom was his friend since middle school, after making him shout, ‘Clay Terran is fine!’ Also, he had ‘Chords of Steel,’ which meant his voice was really loud. A prosecutor he faced in court one day, Gavin, commented on how his voice could metaphorically ‘rock the courthouse.’ It was awkward for Apollo, but they continued on with the case anyways. Apollo also had never been one to think that he liked guys, which you could agree with. In the past, he hasn’t really liked anyone, much less someone liking him, causing him to never have been in a relationship. He also didn’t have his license, which came as another surprise to you.
Besides learning more about each other, you guys played games, such as Truth or Dare, a few drinking contests, but with soda, not beer, since you had to drive home.
“Excuse me,” you said as your waitress walked by, “can we have the bill?”
“Of course, one second please.” The waitress walked away and came back with the bill around a minute later.
You nodded your head in thanks and you looked at the bill, smiling. “Great. It’s not too bad.”
“How much was it,” Apollo asked as he took another sip of his soda.
“Twenty-two dollars and 48 cents.” You took one twenty and a five dollar bill out of your wallet and placed them on the table. “Hey, Apollo. Do you have five ones?”
“Um, I think I do… Let me check.”
Apollo had gotten a lot more relaxed towards you over the course of the dinner, which pleased you greatly. You figured you’d have a second date in the future, seeing how well this one went. You thought about how well it went, along with how to ask him out on a second date.
“Here.” Apollo snapped out of your thoughts as he handed you the requested amount of bills, but handing you four quarters instead of giving you one of the one dollar bills.
“Hmm?” You looked down at Apollo’s hand and held out your own under his, once you realized what he was doing. “Thank you. Here’s your ten.” You held out the five dollar bill in return, after Apollo gave you his part of the exchange.
“Thanks.” Apollo put the ten dollar bill in his black wallet, then put it in his pocket.
“Anyways,” you started, “are you ready to head out?”
Apollo nodded his head in reply.
“Alright, lets go.” You got out of the booth and stretched out your body, feeling stiff from sitting down for so long. You pulled out your phone afterwards, checking the time.
It was 10:04.
Putting your phone back in your pocket, you picked up the remaining money, then placed the five and a one dollar bill that Apollo gave you as a tip for the waiter who served you that night.
Apollo slid out of the booth and stretched his body as well, standing across from you.
“Ready,” you asked.
“Yeah.” Apollo relaxed his body and walked with you over to the counter.
You gave the cashier your money and left the restaurant, Apollo following close behind.
“So, Apollo, where do you live?” You looked at Apollo and you brought out your car keys, swinging them around your finger.
“Actually, I live across town..”
“Really,” you asked. “That’s a bit of a drive away from here.”
“Yeah, but it’s where the apartments were the cheapest, so I really had no other choice.” Apollo rubbed the back of his head and blushed, since he was forced to live in the cheapest apartment available in the city.
“Dude, you live in an apartment? I do too!” You smiled at Apollo, happy you found another similarity between the two of you. “How many bedrooms does it have?”
“Oh, um, it’s a two bedroom, for six hundred and twenty dollars a month.”
You unlocked your car as you two approached it. “Wow, that is cheap. Mines a two bedroom as well, but for eight hundred. I might have to move into where you live one day.” You chuckled, and opened your door. “What is the name of the apartment complex?”
Apollo mirrored your actions, only getting in before answering the question. “Byrd Complex. It’s on Gum Street.”
You got in the car just in time to hear his answer “Oh, it’s not as far away as I thought it was. It sounds like your complex is a few blocks away from mine. Does Wocki Apartments sound familiar? On the corner of Billy Bob Street and Judge Way?” You closed your car door and put your seatbelt on as Apollo talked.
Apollo then closed his door and sat back in his chair, thinking. “Uhhh… I think I looked into them while looking for an apartment, but I don’t know where they are.”
You nodded, getting that he doesn’t know. “Alright then. If you want, I can show you them on the way there. Maybe it’ll refresh your memory?”
“Sure. Why not?” Apollo put his seatbelt on and looked at you, waiting for you to start driving.
“Cool.” You backed out the car out of the parking spot and began to drive the car towards Gum Street. “Thanks.”
“Because you went out to dinner with me,” you looked at Apollo for a second before looking back at the road, “Even know you only knew me for a couple seconds.”
Apollo blushed again, remembering the moment you two ran into each other. “O-oh. No problem, I guess.”
You smiled again. “Are you getting worked up again?”
“N-no! I’m fine. Really.”
You chuckled at Apollo. “Whatever you say, Mr. Fine.” You chuckled again at your joke.
You two sat in the car in an awkward silence, until you passed by your apartments, pointing them out as you saw them.
“There they are,” you said, pointing at them. “Look familiar?”
Apollo focused on them as if he were looking through the court record, trying to figure out if he’s seen them or not. “Nope. I got nothing.”
“Darn. Oh well. Maybe you’ll realize how close it is once we get to your apartment.” You flashed a quick smile at Apollo before turning your attention back to the road. “You said your apartments were on Gum Street, right?”
You continued to drive the car in silence, until you decided to speak again. “Do you mind if I turned the radio on?”
“Not at all.”
“Awesome.” You turned on your car’s radio, leaving it on your favorite station, the words ‘Love With no Chance of Parole’ rolling across the screen as the corresponding song played. You tapped your finger against the back of the steering wheel as you listened.
Apollo recognized the song after a little bit and looked at the radio’s screen to make sure. “_________, do you like this song?”
“Yeah. I love the Gavinners. Don’t you?”
“I’m not their biggest fan, honestly…”
“Ah. Well, do you at least know some of their songs?”
Apollo nodded his head. “I know Guitars Serenade and Guilty Love. Prosecutor Gavin has sung it in court a couple of times for the judge and I, and I was the defense attorney for a case where someone died backstage in the middle of a Gavineer’s concert.”
“Wait.” You spoke. “You mean your rival is the lead singer of the Gavinners?” You looked over at Apollo, then back at the road.
“Yeah… What of it?”
“Dude, that’s freaking awesome. You know a famous person personally. Don’t you think that’s awesome?”
“Not really… He’s just like a normal person, even though he could be a diva at times.” Apollo felt sweat run down his face again just thinking about his rival’s actions.
“As to be expected of a star.”
You chuckled again. “Hey, we’re on Gum Street. Where do I go now?”
“Uh? Oh.” Apollo analyzed the surroundings figuring out how to get to his home. “Make the next right.”
“Alright.” you turned right as instructed. “There’s a gate.”
“Yeah, there’s supposed to be… Let me go put in my code.”
Apollo exited the car and input the correct code, allowing the gate to open for the car. He got back in the car, and you drove into the complex, letting Apollo guide you to his apartment.
You soon got there, and parked in the spot assigned for Apollo’s car, if he ever got one.
“Thanks for taking me home,” Apollo said before getting out of the car.
You got out of the car as well and walked over to the side of the car Apollo was on. “It was no problem.”
You two stood in another awkward silence, Apollo having his hands balled up in his pockets.
You broke the silence first, blushing. “Will you go out with me again?”
“Wh-what?” Apollo blushed harder than you did, putting his hand on top of his hair, the fringes on the front escaped.
“Apollo.. I had fun with you tonight,” you blushed harder as you looked at the ground. “And I want to spend more time with you. So, will you go out on another date with me?”
“O-of course.” Apollo seemed more nervous than usual, since he was being asked out yet again. He had a feeling that this relationship would go far. “I had fun tonight too.” His face turned redder than his jacket.
You looked up at Apollo, grinning happily, your face as red as his jacket. “Thanks, man.”
“N-no problem… Well, I should get going.. I have to go to work tomorrow.”
“Oh, right.” You were a little disappointed that he had to go, but you realized you had to as well, so it worked out. “I’ll text you later, then.”
Apollo went towards his apartment, number 455, and stopped at the door, waving you you before unlocking his door and going inside.
You waved back at Apollo during the appropriate time and got back in your car, driving yourself home.