You ever get an idea in your head that keeps pestering you until you do something about it? Yeah, that's what this story is. I've never written a fanfiction before in my life, but once I saw this idea on the PW: Kink meme, I had to do something about it. If I still have the desire to write and/or interest in the fic is evident, this story will be multi-chaptered. For being my first fanfic, any criticism will be greatly appreciated.

Also as a note for the story, I was debating on the rating for it being between a T or an M. I know for a fact that earlier chapters will be calm, but later ones will be debatable. For now I'm going to play it safe and mark it M.

Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney and all related characters belong to Capcom and all related parties. I claim no ownership of the characters.

A small wind breeze slips by a couple as they make their way down the city streets. The weather in L.A. was surprisingly cool considering the season, though it was no wonder why. For the past several days, L.A. was plagued with windstorms of varying degrees which, along with causing an unusual amount of severed branches and leaves littering the roads and yards of residents, made the temperature around feel chill; a total contradiction to the blue skies and sun above that brightened the path of the couple below.

I really hate this type of cold, thought the first of the pair, a small girl dressed in acolyte robes. It wasn't that she hated the cold in general; she was actually quite accustomed to frigid climates. Indeed, for the next Master of Kurain Village, the artic climates of the mountains, the raging falls that could numb most people out of their wits were all a standard part of her basic training that she had endured for years. What made this cold so unbearable was the fact that it seemed so out-of-place. The sky was clear, the sun was shining, and yet she had the desire to wear a jacket. Combined with the constant fluttering of her hair and robes that the breeze caused, the cold was irritating, to say the least.

She looked next to her partner, a tall man with a sharp blue suit which was only rivaled by the sharpness of the spikes on his head. I wonder if the cold is bothering Nick as much as it's bothering me, she pondered. The jacket with the suit did look rather warm, so she was sure it provided some protection from the elements. If it were any other day, she probably would have begged him a while back to lend her the jacket for their stroll. However, she decided against it today, for Nick had just gotten over a nasty cold which had bed-ridden him for a good part of the week. She was happy to see him out of his room, outside with the rest of the world, and she wasn't going to jeopardize the speed of his recovery with a childish plea.

He did look rather cute in his bed, however.

Where did that thought come from? While the idea was random, the girl didn't dismiss it. As much as she disliked seeing Nick ill, she did enjoy playing nurse for him, seeing him so snug in his bed, so… vulnerable. Yeah, that was what she found charming. He always tried to build up an image of confidence around others, probably because of his career as an attorney. However, around her, all barriers were down and his true colors shined when they collided with her bubbly personality. She loved him for that open confidence he placed in her, and if that confidence was ever present in their relationship, it had been during the past week. Yes, vulnerable Nick was charming in her eyes.

The wind was starting to pick up in speed, and a breeze flew by her. Growing more irritated by the breeze, she let out a small sigh of frustration and puffed out her cheeks. This small action didn't go unnoticed, as Nick extended his arm out to her, a face of concern growing on him.

"Everything all right, Maya?"

"Yeah, it's nothing. I just can't wait to get back to the office so we can finally eat!"

Nick let out a chuckle. "I swear, that's all that's ever on your mind. Well, that and The Steel Samurai."

She had to smile at that. "You know it, and don't you dare forget it, Nick!"

Uplifted by the banter, she grabbed upon the extended arm with both hands and pushed herself up next to him, positioning the arm until it wrapped around her shoulders into a makeshift hug. The cold was pestering, but with Nick next to her radiating warmth, she was perfectly content with the breeze around.

The tie around his neck was loose, almost undone by the efforts of the wind around him. He had the small desire to straighten it out, but he had no free hands to his person. His dominate hand was busy carrying two doggy bags filled with tonight's dinner for Maya and him, while the other hand was now being occupied by the Maya herself, snuggled up in a makeshift hug. He loved the intimacy she was showing to him and not wanting to jeopardize the moment, decided that the tie was perfect the way it was.

At least something was perfect. The evening so far was the farthest thing away from perfection. After being cooped up in bed for so long, Phoenix had wanted to take Maya out to show his appreciation for everything she had done for him. What he had planned was a special night out at a nice restaurant (well, nicer than he usually got. His salary didn't allow him to venture out of his comfort zone too much) and a movie afterwards. However, in a moment of lapsed judgment, he failed to take into account the restaurant's hours of operation and upon arrival of the building, the couple had noticed the staff of the establishment cleaning up, preparing for closing. They could have turned around and went to their usual burger joint. He was positive Maya would have loved the meal just the same. But he had promised her a treat of a meal and dammit, if Phoenix Wright was anything, he was a man of his word! It took a lot. A lot of persuasion, a lot of compliments, a lot of begging, and almost a wallet full of cash, but he eventually convinced the staff to whip up a take home meal for the couple. A victory, but a defeat as well, for now he had only 3 dollars on him, which would hardly pay for a movie for two. Their night was shot. At least they could take the food back to the office and possibly catch a movie on cable. They could still salvage a fun time of sorts from this wreck of a night.

Tired of thinking of the past hour, he looked down at the girl on his arm. She seemed so innocent, so happy, so perfect as she smiled while she walked with him. The curve of a genuine Maya Fey smile always pushed away any negative feelings he harbored, and for that he was thankful.

Not to mention she's developing curves elsewhere.

He quickly turned his head away from her as he thought that, cheeks gaining a slight red color. Yes, lately he'd notice she was developing into a nice grown woman, which wasn't terrible. No, not at all. If anything, it was a pleasure to watch her grow. However, with the pleasure of watching came along thoughts, thoughts of what that body could be capable of. It was those thoughts that made him blush. Sure, Maya and he had known each other for years, and lately he had started to see her as more than a friend, someone he could call his own. He concluded that decision a couple of months ago and after that, anything they did together help made those months seem magical in his eyes. But he wasn't sure if she would accept his proposal. They went out regularly, sometimes even more than other dating couples he knew, they enjoyed sharing physical contact such as what they were doing walking down the windy road, and they had even achieved a point in their relationship where even being in each other's silent presence could seem like pure bliss to him. But what if that was all it was destined to be? Part of him was pleased with everything that came along with what their friendship was, but deep down, he wanted to take things farther. Positive he wanted to, even. Alas, fear and nerves within were winning this battle, and he made himself content with staring on ahead.

They had taken a few more steps along the path when he heard Maya shriek with excitement, "Nick, look ahead!"

"What, what is it?" He was already looking straight but he failed to see what was making her so ecstatic. Suddenly, she released her grasp and jumped away from him, shooting straight ahead to her locked on target.

"We're rich, Nick! Rich, I tell you!"

Finally he saw what had excited her. In front of them was a fallen $20 bill, a little crumpled and speckled with dirt, but that hardly took away from its value.

Where was that when we needed to pay for the meal? Phoenix couldn't help but think irritably. But despite how disgruntled he felt, he was just as pleased that Maya had found the bill, for her outburst was amusing to watch. He continued to watch her gleeful dance as she bent down to pick up the bill and within that moment, a strong breeze flew past him and made its way towards Maya. The breeze gave Phoenix a slight chill, but what it did for Maya wouldn't even compare. As if it possessed the hands to pick it up, the wind lifted up Maya's skirt effortlessly, giving Phoenix a front row view to what was under it. And what he saw caused him to drop their meal, turning his face from a slight pink to a bright crimson red.

She's not wearing any panties.

Maya Fey was going full on commando. The scene lasted for no more than a few seconds, but the image would last in his brain for oh so much longer. He was shocked. He was embarrassed. He was pleased. Wait, pleased? Arrgh! He couldn't comprehend what his emotions were telling him, and he wasn't going to get the time to understand them. Maya was starting to approach him again with her new find and not wanting her to see how red and flustered he was, he quickly spiraled around, attempting to stiffen up his tie to keep himself occupied.

The thrill of finding the spare bill on the ground made Maya indifferent to the breeze's chill and completely ignorant to the breeze's uplifting effect. She never was this lucky when it came to money, so she was reveling in every second of her discovery, a million ways to spend the money flashing through her mind. Steel Samurai trading cards? A Pink Princess action figure? Burgers? A trading card of the Pink Princess eating a burger? The possibilities were endless! Maybe Nick could help her make her decision on how to spend it. Yeah, that was a good idea. She sprang up from the ground and quickly made her way to Nick, only noticing that his back was to her when she was mere inches away.

"Hey Nick, what exactly are you doing so secretively?" She asked jokingly.

"I, um, tie… fixing." Not only did he sound completely flustered, but he didn't even turn around to respond. Suspicious.

"Uh, are you ok?"

"Better. Tie better. Couldn't be better," was what Maya was able to comprehend from his mumbling. If he turned around, maybe she could make more sense of him. She was getting annoyed.

"Nick, I can't make out a word you're saying. If you're going to talk, turn around and spea-"

Her speech was interrupted by a flash of blue forcefully pushed in front of her. It took her a minute to comprehend what was going on, but she soon realized that in front of her was a blue jacket. Nick's jacket.

"Here. You take it." His body was now facing hers, yet he still avoided eye contact and he sounded as flustered as ever.

"Nick…" she was shocked by the sudden act. It was only moments before that she was thinking of asking for the jacket, and here he was now handing it to her, as if he could read her mind. "But you're cold…"

"Don't worry about it. I'm better. Honest," his response was immediate, as if he anticipated what she would say.

"… thanks." She took the jacket and proceeded to put it on. It was oversized on her, as to be expected, but her inklings about it being warm weren't wrong. It sure was cozy! It even had the added benefit of having Nick's body heat lingering on it as well, which just added to the sensation. How did I ever get so lucky as to find someone as awesome as you, Nick?

A sense of relief flooded over him as she put the jacket on, though it didn't completely hide the other emotions he was feeling. Why the hell was she going commando? Especially on a day like today and for what her outfit usually consisted of, it seemed like a poor decision and he couldn't make heads or tails of it. Did she have a rash? Was she experimenting? Did she ignore wearing a bra-what? UGH! The more he tried to think logically of possibilities, the more he kept thinking of her display, which just made him even more flustered. But he couldn't let Maya know she flashed him; she would never live down the embarrassment. For now, he would have to attempt a cool temper so she wouldn't suspect anything out of the ordinary. While he wished Maya would wrap the coat around her hips for the most protection, he couldn't possibly ask her to do such a thing without seeming too blunt or awkward, possibly giving him away. However, the jacket was doing a decent enough job of covering her as it was, and thus he felt well enough to continue on.

"Don't mention it. You were looking cold, so I thought you may want it." He wasn't known as a bluffing master for nothing.

"Hey, what do you think I should spend my $20 on, Nick? I was thinking Steel Samurai stuff or burgers," stated Maya enthusiastically, quickly changing the subject on hand.

"More burgers? Didn't I just buy you a high class burger for tonight a little bit ago? Shouldn't you save it for a rainy day, or invest it or something?"

"I should have known your ideas would be boring, Nick. You have to learn how to have fun!" she started poking at his chest to emphasize her point. "Besides, once that burger is devoured by yours truly, I'll need to buy more to fend off impending hunger. It's a never ending battle against hunger, but it's a burden I'm willing to stand."

Oh Maya. She may act childish, but he was so accustomed to it that he now found it doting.

"Hey, the movie!" Maya shouted. "With the twenty, we could have enough money to go see a show now!"

She was right; they could afford to go see a movie now as long as Maya went easy on the snacks. However, Phoenix didn't want that. He had wanted to treat Maya on his own for this night and even though the money could have easily been spotted and retrieved by him, it belonged to Maya now. He wanted her to enjoy it on something she wanted. He had to think of a way to convince her against the movie.

"You're right, we could go now. But it wouldn't be practical."

"Huh?" Maya was obviously shocked at his comment.

"Let's consider some things. First off, we have a take out meal in our possession that is losing warmth with every passing second. If we went to a movie, we would have to eat the meal outside of the theater in a hurry, something you're quite capable of, but not exactly my cup of tea. We could try to sneak in the bags to the theater, but considering our wardrobes, two giant bags would stick out like sore thumbs. Now we also have the option of going home and eating the meal, followed by a movie, but the distance away from the office to the cinema is lengthy, far lengthier than if we were eating our meal at the restaurant."

"You do bring up some good points, Nick," an obvious look of ponder was plastered on her face, "though I wouldn't expect any less from you at this point."

"Also, with the price of tickets, we wouldn't have enough money for snacks."

"Well, there goes that plan. But let's try to hurry to the office, I'm starving."

"Agreed." Should have gone with the snacks from the beginning.

Continuing with their stroll, the wind began to pick up in speed, causing greater discomfort for both Phoenix and Maya as their hair and clothes started to get disordered. Phoenix hoped, for more reasons than one, that the wind would die down for they still had a ways to go before they would be back at the office, but no signs of ceasing were evident.

"Hey, how about we take a cab?" Maya suggested. "I have enough money to get a quick ride back and still have change to spare."

"You sure you're ok with that?" He wanted to argue against her spending her money on a cab as well, but secretly, he wanted to get out of the wind pronto.

"Heck yeah I'm sure, this wind is crazy. I'll go call a cab."

A cab ride to get out of the elements right before a nice meal and a cable tv movie, all while in the company of the girl of his dreams. He couldn't see how that could possibly go wrong.