#of course i think eventually he'd get over himself and let himself like klavier but just. just think.

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what if klavier had a role model, too? someone he admired and aspired to emulate? someone besides kristoph and constance courte? a prosecutor, perhaps, who believed in finding the truth before anything else. who rose above his own troubled past and became an honourable man who always stood for justice first and foremost. who spoke german and, indeed, lived in germany for quite a while, and who klavier always heard about from his brother's counts of the legal world while klavier was still studying for the bar and grew to idolize. someone like miles edgeworth.

and what if klavier got to meet said role model? what if he finally got introduced to the man who inspired him to become a prosecutor, by asking trucy wright to ask phoenix wright to put them in touch? to take out the two (only two, klavier can't believe it) degrees of separation between him and his legal hero? and what if when they finally met on a case, miles edgeworth looked klavier gavin and his practised smirk and leather jacket and outstretched hand up and down and bestowed upon him an unhappy, almost resentful glare?

poor klavier. never meet your heroes. edgeworth makes sure their relationship never goes beyond distant colleagues. the rockstar doesn't understand- is it his hair, his clothes, his put-on accent? his wild, extravagant lifestyle? why does this man he has always looked up to hate him so? apollo justice gets a kick out of it. klavier bemoans edgeworth's hatred of him and apollo smirks and murmurs "well, he's not wrong!"

phoenix wright just chuckles and says something to the effect of ah, well, some people just don't get along, and does edgeworth look like the type who takes to rock stars? but later on, he admits that it's a little weird- edgeworth isn't usually THIS cold towards people he's never met. apollo, still greatly enjoying this pantomime, says, "i think you've got great taste in friends, mr. wright!"

and all at once, klavier thinks through some things. he thinks of growing up and reading about outstanding court cases through the years and being amazed at how the ace defense attorney phoenix wright solved the fifteen-year-old cold case that had hung over miles edgeworth's back for his entire life, putting feared prosecutor manfred von karma behind bars, and he thinks of how trucy had once told him that her uncle miles was so kind to her and her daddy during his disbarment years, always flying him out to europe to help him with legal work and visiting them at the agency and telling trucy how very lucky she was to have such a father.

and klavier thinks of that fateful case seven years ago, the one that changed the legal world forever. the one where the rookie rockstar-slash-prosecutor defeated and disgraced the ace defense attorney who always rose from the ashes. defeated him, yes, and ruined his life, leaving him with nothing but a law-office-turned-talent-agency and a daughter he was not experienced in caring for. and prosecutor gavin realizes something important. miles edgeworth is like ema skye. miles edgeworth can never be a friend of klavier gavin.

because miles edgeworth is a friend of phoenix wright.