Histórias da Morgaine

Uniting soulmates

2010-08-12T15:03:00.021+01:00

Mujhse Dosti Karoge! fanfic

Raj and Pooja finnaly found themselves alone in the bedroom decorated according the hindu tradition. It was still hard to believe this scenario they were now in. When Pooja woke up that morning she assumed as a given that her destiny would be being at that moment with Rohan. Nothing would ever change in order to be with her true love. Nevertheless there they were now, husband and wife. Could it be real?
Raj was asthonished how things had worken out, his only regret was to had let things go this far. Pooja was at the same time too good and too stobourn. They were very lucky to have such understanding friends. They had to compensate them somehow.
Happyness was all their spirit cared at the moment. They looked at each other smiling with a rare glow in their eyes. They were in love and had no more boundries separating them. They were married.
Raj came closer to his wife and embraced her. Pooja laid her hads over her husband chest and their faces became inches appart. A mixture of goosepumps and heat crossed their bodies and their gaze was fixed on one another's.
"-Can I finnaly have a kiss now that we are married?"
Pooja laugh nervously and nooded. They leaned to each other and their lips touched in a sweet and shy way. The touch lit up a flame of passion and desire that run though their veins making them gradually lose their inhibitions. Their kisses became more deeper, more hungry. Their hands met no boundries while they explored each other's bodies.
Before they knew they were intimately and deeply united and could only think on giving to each other the pleasure they were feeling, while gasps and moans filled the room.
Later they would question themselves how could they ever considered marring to other people and have their weeding night with anyone else but with each other.
Their love had never been so strong as they gazed into each other eyes before finnaly fell assleep in the arms of one another's.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2 years later

"-Tina, you must come! We have barely seen each other over the last years. I want my best friend here with me"
"-I don't know Pooja..."
"-Oh, come on! think of it has a fantastic 3 week vacation with everything included completely for free with your best friends in a paradisic location. Can you really ask for more? Just say yes!"
"-...ok, yes!"
"-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, awesome! Can't wait, can't wait! Ok, I'll call you later!"
"-She said yes!!" - Pooja grinned at Raj - "now it's your turn, babe!"

Tina wondered if she had made the right decision, but she had been with them before and everything had gone fine. She was over Raj, especially when she saw him and Pooja so happy together, they were one of those couples that had been made for each other, and that was pretty rare. Actually there was really no reason to say no. She missed them and she definately needed a vacation, desperately! Her only problem about being so much time with them was that she began feeling alone, she envied they relation as she too wanted what they had, would she ever find a soulmate?

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Tina had just spotted Raj when she was ran over by Pooja who gave her a big and tight hug.

"Ahhh, I missed you so so much, sweety!

Tina smiled and hugged her back.

"-I've missed you too, honey!" - she gave Raj a kiss - "Hey Raj, how are you doing?"

"-I'm good! We're very happy to have here, Tina!"

"-Oh, guys, I can't thank you enough, you don't know how badly I need this..."

"-Baby you're welcome. Plus we'll make this vacation worth it, memorable, won't we Raj?" - Pooja asked him with a knowing look.

"-Definately! It's gonna be lengend - wait for it - dary!"

They all started laughing.

"-Don't tell you love that show too!"

They drove from the airport in their rented car to a bungalow in Summerville Beach Resort in Porto de Galinhas, Pernambuco, Brazil.

The next days were passed between the beach, the swiming pool, in the hammocks, chatting at sunset, sightseeing in Recife. That was life!

One afternoon Raj said he was going to Recife and left Tina and Pooja in Olinda catching up and sightseeing. When he came to picked them up for dinner much to Tina's surprise he wasn't alone.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"-Rohan??"

"-Tina??"

Tina was as much surprise as he was. Pooja and Raj didn't say a thing, they just smiled like it wasn nothing with them.

"-Didn't expect to see you here!" - Said Rohan as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"-I could say the same! Are you staying with us at Summerville?"

"-Yes, so you're staying there too?"

"-Why didn't you guys said anything?"

"-And loose that look on your faces? Come on!" - joked Raj.

"-We wanted to be a surprise. You're not mad, are you?"

"-No, not at all!" - said Rohan readily. At least there would be someone there to talk to, besides Raj and Pooja as couple.

"-No, of course not" - answered Tina with a smile, thinking the same thing.

Pooja and Raj exchanged a look, things were going just as planed.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A couple of days passed, the four of them were getting along very well, they were having a lot fun. Rohan was happy there was a woman nearby that he could check out in her bikini besides Pooja who always had the intimidating shadow of Raj beside her, Rohan wouldn't dare look.

One day they decided to go to the waterfalls of Urubu, Purificação and Convento. They were all extremely beautiful and they spent there all day and had luch at a restaurant near the waterfall of Convento where they got a chance to watch the typicall dance of northeast Brazil, forró!

In each waterfall there were people bathing and swiming, and so did them.

Raj and Pooja disapeared from the sight of their friends. Later, while the talked and enjoyed the natural swiming pool, they noticed them near to where the water fell, passionately making out.

"-Let's just give them some privacy..." - Rohan laught and took Tina with him to the other end of the waterfall.

The passion mood didn't leave Raj and Pooja, they seemed like a just married couple in their honeymood, making Tina and Rohan a bit embaraced, but they chose to ignore.

Night felt and Tina was trying to sleep. She thanked god Rohan was there too otherwise she didn't know how she would have gone though that day. But since she was not alone, it had actually been fun. And they had a lot in common and they were just finding out about that.

Suddely she heard a moan. "You've gotta be kiding me!" she thought. Then a male moan, followed by a female scream.

A couple of moans more and she was out of her room, and was standing in the living room. There was no way she was going to sleep with those too having sex the next room.

A minute later, Rohan appeared as well with an anooyed face. They looked at each other, while a really loud moan was heard.

"-Arg! Let's just get outta here!" - Tina said and both went outside the bungalow.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"-I mean really! Did they have to be that loud? Did they forget they are not alone?"

"-Yeah, I mean, I get they want to be together, but a little respect would be nice, we could hear them even in the living room!"

They kept on walking in silence till they reached the sea. At night was when the water was hotter. They chat along the beach and eventually came back to the hammocks.

"-Does it bother you to see them together?" - asked Tina.

"-Not really. At the begining yeah, a bit, but after two years no, 'cuz to be honest I was never in love with Pooja, you know, It was an arranged marriage by our parents that I had accepted. I wanted to get married and I accepted the girl my parents had chosen for me, she was cute and nice and that was enough fot me back then... How about you? Is it hard for you? I mean you were in love..."

"-Yeah, no. Not really. When I think back I believe that I wasn't really in love with Raj, I think what really happened was that I loved the idea of being loved and I loved the attention Raj gave me... I don't know..."

"-I see..."

"-But either way, it doesn't bother me anymore. It was two years ago but for me it seems much more. I'm completely over that. Otherwise none of us would be here right now, wouldn't we?" - she smiled at him.

"-Yes, that's for sure!" - he smiled back.

They kept talking throught the night until sleep forced them to go to bed, if they didn't want to wake up in a hammock the next morning.

The house was dived in completely silent. It had been hours since they had left.

Tina's last thought before fallen assleep was that she was really bounding with Rohan, while his last thought was that maybe, just maybe, Tina was the girl he had been looking for for the last two years...

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"-So... what happened to the idea of going to the beach this morning?" - asked Pooja during lunch.

"-Well, if it wasn't for some NOISES coming from YOUR room we would have slept at reasonable hours, wouldn't we, Rohan?"

Pooja almost chocked in her juice.

"-Oops!" - said Raj to himself.

"-Oops?!"

"-Ok, sorry! Our bad!" - said Raj and exchanged a notty look with Pooja that said "It was amazing, let's do it again tonight! - But you know, keep it down!", that didn't go unnoticed by their friends.

Tina just rolled her eyes and laugh when she saw Rohan had done just the same.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Over the rest of the holidays Rohan and Tina became very close. They were slowly falling for each other and that was clear when Pooja and Raj came from a nigh walk through the beach and noticed the two of them kissing in one of the hammocks of the resort, away from their bungalow.

Pooja and Raj just smiled at each other and exchange a complice look. They left unnoticed, not wanting to ruin their moment or make some kind of pressure. Things had gone as they wanted, they had brought them together. Now it was up to Tina and Rohan to find true happiness.

Pooja knew Tina like she knew herself and Raj knew Rohan since childhood. While talking about them they realised how much in common they had and how great they could be together.

Pooja and Raj felt they had finnaly compensate them for what they made them pass, they had helped them finding their true love, their soulmate.

THE END

Tudo depende da forma como o encaras

2010-07-05T16:02:00.002+01:00

A Chegada

O sol brilhava bem alto e o calor do meio-dia fazia-se sentir em toda a cidade. A Mariana desceu do carro e observou a fachada da residência inde iria viver os próximos meses.
Era um edifício branco de cinco pisos que ocupava metade daquela rua. Como a recepcionista lhe recordou ao dar-lhe as chaves e indicar-lhe o quarto, todos os andares dispunham de uma cozinha comum e que cada quarto era duplo e tinha a sua própria casa-de-banho. A lavandaria ficava na cave.
Depois de ter arrumado todas as suas coisas na nova “casa”, o sentimento de insegurança voltou a apoderar-se de si. Os pais iriam embora em breve e ela ficaria entregue a si própria.
Nunca tinha vivido sozinha e o medo de não se conseguir adaptar era grande. E se não se integrasse na faculdade? E se não se desse bem com a colega de quarto? E se não fizesse amigos?
Os seus pensamentos pareciam-lhe por um lado irracionais, mas por outro, Mariana estava bem consciente da sua personalidade traiçoeira e da sua timidez.
A quem iria recorrer se as coisas não corressem bem? Não conhecia ninguém...

***

A Marta abriu-se num grande sorriso ao avistar o edifício da residência universitária. Tinha esperado todo o Verão por este momento. Desde que confirmara, ao saírem as colocações do ensino superior, que entrara em Direito na sua primeira opção, mal se podia conter de excitação.
“Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida” – pensou ao entrar.
Os pais ajudaram-na a descarregar as coisas, mas na verdade por muito que gostasse deles, mal podia esperar que se fossem embora, para que ela pudesse começar a sua vida de estudante universitária e de independência.
Queria ir explorar o campus, conhecer pessoas novas, passear na cidade. Tudo era novo!
Enquanto arrumava as suas últimas coisas observou a sua colega de quarto que navegava distraídamente na internet. Tinha-se mostrado um bocado calada, mas simpática. Em contraste com Mariana, Marta não está preocupada se se darão bem ou mal. Nunca teve dificuldade em fazer novas amizades e dá-se bem com 90% das pessoas que conhece. A sua auto-confiança é uma das suas melhores características e está determinada em fazer do primeiro ano na Universidade, um ano memorável, pelas melhores razões.

Who are you?

2010-04-14T15:21:00.002+01:00

A noise woked her up and she opened her eyes in the dim light of the room. As Núria looked around checking for what could have provoked that sound, a pair of hands covered her mouth, suppressing a panic scream. Her eyes searched for her aggressor, who smiled at her, revealing the madness in his eyes and the alcoholic breath that immediately told her where he had been over the last couple of hours.
“-Qué estás haciendo?” – she asked him with her voice shaking, as his fingers traced the shape of her lips and descended over her neck and squeezed it for a few seconds. As soon as he released her, she breathed loudly in desperation for air.
“-Estás loco, joder?” – Núria screamed as soon as she recovered and sat up in the bed.
The sound of a crack filled the cold air of the night. She was in shock and pain. Her hand reached for her red and hot cheek, making sure of what had just happened. Her eyes looked up at his face and hesitated for a moment.

Atracção

2010-03-18T20:47:00.001Z

Lindsay encontrava-se debruçada sobre a manta estendida sobre a relva do jardim em frente à Faculdade de Medicina da Universidade de Harvard. O sol brilhava de forma acolhedora sobre os estudantes que aproveitavam a tímida chegada da Primavera após um Inverno rigoroso.
“-O que é que estás a ler?” – perguntou Sam fazendo sombra sobre o livro de Pediatria que Lindsay se encontrava a estudar.
A rapariga ergueu o olhar na direcção da voz que conhecia bem demais. Sam olhava-a de forma provocadora e desafiadora.
“-O que é que queres?”
“-Isso é que são modos? Só te fiz uma pergunta...”
“-Conheço bem as tuas perguntas...”
“-Epá que mau feitio, Linds!”
“-Tu não me chamas Linds e eu não estou com cabeça para te aturar.”
Sam deitou-se ao seu lado e puxou-a para junto de si, fazendo com que Linday o mira-se com uma certa raiva. Sam tinha esta acção sobre si, sentia-se atraída ao mesmo tempo que o odiava. E pior, Sam sabia isso demasiado bem.
“-Porque é que fazes isto?” – a sua expressão começava-se a alterar.
“-Porque tu tens esse efeito em mim” – respondeu aproximando os seus rostos.
Envolvida momentânemente no encanto que sempre sugia entre eles, aproximou também o seu próprio rosto a Sam, que invevitavelmente deixou escapar um leve sorriso, fazendo Lindsay voltar à realidade e afastando-o bruscamente.
Sam já esperando essa reacção, reagiu automaticamente, prendendo-a por baixo do seu corpo e fundindo os seus lábios. Lindsay resistiu ao beijo, mas apenas por uns breves segundos, deixando-se levar, num beijo apaixonado.

How could have been Rohan and Vibha's first morning after their wedding night? Here's one of the scenarios I pictured:

2009-11-06T20:16:00.003Z

Rated: T - English - Romance/Drama
One shot Laaga Chunari Mein Daag

Sun light shyly invaded the room bringing Vibha back from her sleep. Slowly she opened her eyes and stirred below the sheets.
Her gaze fell upon Rohan who slept peacefully by her side and her hand reached the mangal sutra that lay upon her chest. Could it be real? It felt too much like a fairy tale to be truth. But it had to be, they were actually married, and his brother Vivaah was married to Chuktki. It couldn’t be fake, could it?
She had gotten used to be hurted so many times in the last years that she had built a wall of ice around her heart. The night before Rohan melted that ice and she delivered herself like she had never done with anybody and for as much as it seemed real, she couldn’t put away that feeling of insecurity and nervosism. On one hand she couldn’t believe in this new reality, and on the other she knew that if her fears were correct she would be completely broken apart and didn’t know how long it would take her to recover from that heartbreak.
Suddenly she felt his embrace pulling her close and their eyes met. His warm eyes stared deeply into hers and he was smiling. The touch and the closeness gave her chills and their bodies inched even closer. For a few seconds their faces touched and their eyes closed as their lips met. Vibha was completely involved and in love and that feeling scared her completely; should she trust and let herself losing control that way? She pulled away from the kiss and stared at him. She hated to ask this question, but she had to, it was consuming her.
“-Is this real?”
Rohan was surprised to see that she actually meant it, he could see the fear in her eyes in anticipation for his answer. His other hand reached her face and caressed it,
“-I love you…”
She looked down for a moment and then stared back into his eyes,
“-I love you too…”
“-Then it’s real…” – he reassured her, smiling.
She smiled back shyly and leaned forward, kissing him.
As the intensity grew Vibha leaned back on the bed and Rohan took her into his arms as they engaged into another intense union.

Air Force

2009-09-12T16:42:00.003+01:00

Olá! Esta é uma pequena história da qual já nem me lembrava. Encontrei-a e resolvi pô-la aqui :) Quem me conhecer vai-se rir :p
Foi escrita a 30/5/06.

First day:
Getting up at five o’clock in the morning, 20 flexions, breakfast
The day before had been dedicated to get to know the installations, a brief passage through the hangars, a quick diner in the cafeteria and then dormitories.
Today I would truly discover the life of a cadet, until now, with already some difficulties; the awakening part is always the hardest, especially for someone as lazy in the morning as me. But apart from that, everything was going well, after all I was living my dream, being a cadet of the air force, licensed in medicine, briefly in a foreign country, fulfilling orders and fighting with the others for survival in field hospitals and also for peace and justice.
After class in med school, by the end of the day, it’s time to return to the headquarters; resistance and other training.
I took a shower and with the long hair still wet with my air force pants and with a black top of Moonspell, I left for a little walk through the base.
I could see the hangar in the distance; automatically I walked in its direction. An F16 was parked in the run-way, obfuscated by the sunset, God, how I love those plains. Someone stepped out; I couldn’t see his face against the sun. I imagined myself piloting a plain like that or at least be taken by someone who knew how to pilot it.
"-Hey! Do you like this baby?" -said the guy who was coming out of the plain.
"-I sure do!" - I answered, while I turned to see his face - "For how long can you pilot it?"
"-Almost a year”- His smile was beautiful, his tanned skin was shinning now the sun was setting in the horizon, gradually disappearing behind a Mont. He was the cutest molato I had ever seen. He had taken off his shirt; although the dusk was about to begin, the air was still hot. His muscles were perfectly defined, the vision of his perfect body made me Gus pumps "-Come on, I’ll show you around, you’re knew here, right? I’m Karl."
"-Sofia."
Five years had passed, from great friends, we passed to boyfriends and a tough proof was about to begin.
The major coronel announced we were going to Ethiopia that was now under siege. I as an Air force doctor and Karl as a head-chef pilot. Now we would be tested as we had never been before. The danger was calling us, but still, the great adventure of our lives was about to begin, hopefully the first of many ones.
And we parted.

The end

Reconciliation - Yuva fanfic

2009-09-03T12:55:00.002+01:00

Reconciliation – Continuation suggestion - Another Request

“-Don’t loose hope, Lallan, we’ll find her.” – were the words he had gotten used to hear after a new disappointment. Finding Sassi and having her back in his life was basically all he could think of.
The circumstances of their last separation made him wonder if he was going to win her back. This time it hadn’t been the violence with which he hit her, the humiliation he put her through or his crime tendency that culminated in him being arrested. Those times she blindly or innocently forgave him and was willing to start a new life, again and again, subjecting many times to her family despise for her.
This last time jail hadn’t come between them as they separated before that. He had left her, Sassi, the woman who had given everything for him, not once, but countless times.
Lallan knew why she had always come back to him. Despite how badly he treated her, she ingenualy believed that deep down he had a kind heart, that it was his brother’s influences or his rough childhood and she could eventually change him and making him a better man, a better person. She believed in him and most important of all, she believed that he truly loved her, a sentiment she saw confirmed everytime he came looking for her as soon as he came out of jail.
When he assured her he would meet her at the train station, he saw that she knew he was lying. He imagined her waiting for him to enter the train. In that moment he knew he had broken her heart in a thousand pieces. Now, the unbreakable bound of love she strongly believed they shared had crushed and for that reason Lallan had his doubts about getting her back as easily as before, if he was ever to find her.

...

The day he had longed for so much finally came, they had manage to track her down. She was working in a kinder garden and was responsible for a class of fifteen children in a small town close to her parent’s village. Lallan hoped to see her by the end of the afternoon when her class would be dismissed. He had stopped by during the day. The lady at the front door went inside for a few minutes and when she returned said to try by the afternoon, since Sassi was working.
His will was to argue with that lady for stopping him to see his wife. He was her husband and had the right to see her whenever he wanted, were his immediate thoughts.
“-Let’s go.” – said Michael, grabbing his arms and pushing him outside the kinder garden, leaving no time for Lallan to create any kind of mess. Now Sassi knew he wanted to see her, they should let her prepare herself.

...

“-He found me...” – Sassi said to Shilpa, the owner of the kinder garden. They had been best friends in school, but with Sassi’s early marriage, their friendship had been on hold. When Sassi returned to her parents’ village, her father threw her out, validating his words the last time Sassi had gotten out of jail. Shilpa took her in and supported her, giving her back her much needed self-esteem she had lost when she had fallen in love with Lallan and allowed him to mistreat her.
“-Sassi, please don’t make the same mistake again. You know what will happen if you forgive him another time.”
“-I know...”
Shilpa could sense the hesitation in her voice. No matter what Lallan did, Sassi’s love for this man was blind. If she was like this just for knowing he was in the same town looking for her, how would she face him later?
“-Remember those days you stayed at my house before you got your own place?” – Sassi nodded – “I want you to have present when you see him everything you told me and all the reasons why you said you would never going back to him again. He is lovingly and sweet when he’s in a good mood, but when he’s not he has no problem in mistreat you, that’s not love, Sassi! You want to back to that?! You deserve better! - she paused for a moment and then continued - Guys like Lallan never change, babe, you’ve witness that thousands of times...”

...

Lallan entered the class room where Sassi was kissing goodbye the last child to be picked up. She got up and saw him. How she missed him! She wanted to run to him arms and hug him tightly to her chest, to feel his warm and scent, to kiss him everywhere, to say how much she had missed him all this time apart, curse him for abandoning her and rest in his arms forever.
Instead she didn’t move or said anything and stared, mesmerized by Lallan’s gaze upon her.
He walked closer to her, filled with warmth in his eyes and opened his arms to her. Sassi didn’t move and he bent down on his knees and held her hands, kissing them with tears in his eyes,
“-I’m sorry, Sassi, I’m sorry, please forgive me. I can’t live without you, Sassi. Please...Sassi!” – he broke down holding on to her legs and waist.
She couldn’t, she had to resist, she thought trying to push him away and release herself. Sassi felt tears forming in her eyes. He looked at her pleadingly. She looked away, knowing that she couldn’t bear to see him like that. Tears started rolling down her cheek; she still loved him more than herself.
Sassi let her weak fortress fall apart and hug him with all her strength, giving away to his spell, his power over her.

...

Sassi was back in his life, but she was different. He could see she was more self confident, more independent, she would stand firmly against him when she didn’t agree with his actions or when he threatened to go back to his old self. This control was enervating; sometimes his will was to give her some hard slaps to put her back in her place, but at the last moment he remembered the conditions Sassi had defined to live with him again and stopped himself.
Their marriage would end if he beat her again, if he created some kind of stupid mess or if he deviated from an honest life. Back then he assured her he was a changed man; everything was going to be different.
The reasons why he had left her before were present in his mind constantly. Now, more than ever he felt inferior to her. Sassi incentivized him to study at night, to complete the basic education in order to give him more confidence, but for him that just reaffirmed her superiority over him.
At night he was somehow forceful on her, as a need to show himself he was still the man of the house.
Sassi noticed he was having trouble with her changes and that he was unhappy and did whatever she could to make things better, but she was not going back to be sub miss or admit lacks of respect.
Things were getting worse day by day and Sassi decided it was more than time for them to talk about what was bothering him. However the conversation she hoped would improve their relationship had an opposite effect and they broke in to a huge fight.
He threw out everything he thought about her and the person she had become. What he thought about her working with that friend Shilpa, that had always hated him and incentivized her new behaviour, Sassi’s need to show she was better and superior to him, and kept screaming at her demanding her to quit her job and to never see that Shilpa again.
Sassi responded in the same yelling tone saying he wasn’t her boss and she wasn’t doing any of that, digging up old memories,
“-You don’t own me! If it wasn’t for Shilpa, I would have slept on the streets and maybe today I would still be there, or you’ve forgotten that you abandoned me with practically no money? You want me to quit my job? And we’ll live on what? You can’t keep a job for more than two weeks!
You think it’s easy for me to take care of small children when I know one of them could be mine? Everytime I look at one of those faces I wonder, how my baby would be like...!”
“-You’re blaming me for that? You killed my son! What kind of mother kills her innocent child?! You decided to abort without even telling me!”
“-You disappeared for weeks! You could be death or in jail! Never bother to give any kind of news. I was desperate!” – she screamed.
“-That doesn’t justify it! Nothing does!” – he screamed back.
“-Nothing justifies you beating me neither! You know what was the problem with our child? It was that it was yours!” – she yelled.
At that point of time he couldn’t control himself anymore and gave her a hard slap, throwing her to the ground.
It was like opening the gates of a dick in a flood season. All he needed was to get started and after that he couldn’t stop, as Sassi’s body became the getaway for all his accumulated rage, unhappiness and excess of testosterone.
Helpless before his strength, she tried to resist and fight back, but it was the same as nothing. Never had he been this violent with her. Sassi’s screams didn’t touch his soul as he didn’t seem to see her.
While beating her, he ripped her clothes apart and violently raped her. With her body coved in blood and wounds she tried to talk him to reason, to bring it to an end,
“-Lallan...stop...please...stop...Lallan...stop...” – she kept saying with difficulty between her painful screams, as her tears mixed with the blood on her face.
“-Shut up!” – he screamed and grabbed her neck, squeezing it. Her hands grabbed his in a desperate attempt to breath.
His fingers closed even more around her throat. Sassi gave a last look to his distorted face with rage and possessiveness; her eyes moved to the ceiling and watched it became blur, and then black.
Her hands lost its grip and slowly felt on the ground.

...

Lallan held his head between his hands, as tears were streaming down his face, uncontrollably, and his mind remembered that faithful night.

He returned home after spending a couple of hours out drinking and wondering what was he going to do. Sassi had made it very clear that she would leave him if he ever beat her again.
He closed the door and called her, but with no response. Lallan searched the house before entering the bedroom. Then he saw her laying on the ground exactly where he had left her, with her eyes fixed on the ceiling. A cold shiver ran through his spine,
“-Sassi!” – he called.
No reaction.
“-Sassi!” – he repeated, running to her body. He tapped her face. Her skin was cold, her eyes were lifeless.

“-You’ve got a visitor” – said one of the prison’s guards, bringing him back.
Lallan lifted his head and looked up. Michael was looking at him with despise in his eyes.
“-I believed you were changed” – he said aggressively – “You fooled me right, and that mistake cost a life. You will pay for it Lallan and you will see what justice is all about...” – he ended with a slight tone of treat and turned his back at him, leaving.

Lallan wasn’t scared. Death penalty would be a blessing.

Head Over Feet

2009-08-28T22:19:00.004+01:00

Another request...

Continuation suggestion

Naina revolved all the clothes she had brought to Italy, unsure of what to wear. She was going to meet Raj for the first time since that day in her office and anything could happen. She wanted to look beautiful, but not in an obvious way, since she didn’t know how they would react to each other. Had Thierry told Raj she was going out with them? Maybe, she thought.
She eventually decided to wear a red cocktail dress with a discreet cleavage, a natural, light makeup and her best heels to go with the dress.
Around 8 p.m. Thierry called her suite from the reception, telling her to come down. She gave a last look to the mirror, checking her look and got out.
“-You look beautiful, Naina!” – Thierry flattered her a couple of minutes later.
“-Thank you!” – she said smiling – “so where are we going?”
“-Well, some of the guys are waiting for us at the hotel bar and we were thinking of going to a restaurant and some bars downtown. Do you know “La Argentina”?”
“-No…”
“-Then you’ll get to know it tonight. I’m sure you’ll like it…Shall we go?”
She nodded and they walked towards the bar, her heart beating faster at each step with the growing nervosism. She immediately spotted him, but no one in the group noticed them when they entered. Suddenly she thought this had been a bad idea, she turned to Thierry,
“-Did you tell it was me who you were going to pick in this hotel?
“-I just said I was bringing a friend.” – he answered.
Definitely a bad idea, she thought.
“-Hey everyone! This is Naina, remember her?”
“-Hey Naina!” – they greeted with a smile – “Of course we remember her!”
“-Tonight you must dance the tango with me. I was impressed the other time, you dance terribly well! – said one of the guys.
“-Thanks!” – she laughed.
She ventured taking a glimpse of Raj. He wasn’t looking at her, but at Thierry with a serious and interrogative expression, it seemed to her.
He caught her gaze and greeted her,
“-Hello Naina.” – he said rather coolly.
“-Hi Raj.” – she replied and he immediately turned away.
“-Shall we go?”
And they headed for the restaurant, walking through the centre of the city. “Duomo” was very well located and ten minutes later they reached the restaurant. Everyone welcomed her and were all nice to her. Raj on the other hand practically didn’t talk to her and walked all the way a few steps ahead of the group, making her feel a little uncomfortable. Only during dinner he began talking with her.
“-So Naina, what brings you to Milan?” – he asked.
She looked at him surprised and relieved he was finally engaging in some kind of conversation with her.
“-I came her on holidays with a friend.”
“-Did you know we are playing the final cup tomorrow night?”
Naina knew the question hidden behind that one, “Did you know I was in town for the last days and yet never tried to contact me?”
“-Actually, we also came to see the game.” – she responded and he nodded silently.
An awkward atmosphere began to settle between them and they didn’t talk much during the rest of the meal.
The footballer that had complimented her dancing skills asked her to dance and they got up. He asked for a tango music, but couldn’t dance. She had to guide him, but nevertheless they were having fun with his clumsiness. The music ended, but right away started another tango. He smiled to her and asked,
“-Can you give me another chance?”
“-Sure!” – she smiled too and they began dancing again.
Suddenly Raj appeared and broke them asking to dance with her.
He took her in his arms and they began to dance. Unlike his colleague, Raj dominated this latin dance and so they began their sensual fight of audacious touch, conquer, violence, permission and refusal, following the music rhythm. Their eyes were fixed on each other, his eyes were so piercing that she didn’t dare to blink. His touch gave her goose pumps and chills as he showed absolutely no embarrassment to feel her up during the dance. She couldn’t decipher his mind, on one side he looked like he was hitting on her, but his face and eyes talked otherwise, like he was angry at her. The music finally came to an end and he took her hip and her leg ended crossed around his waist and bended down to her, resting his head on her chest.
Naina was having difficulties to breath with his face and hand laying where they were and where they remained for a few minutes after the end of the music.
He had crossed the line during the dance and she had let him, but this was to much. All the other couples had started to disperse and they remained in that compromising position before everyone’s eyes. She put her leg down and took his head from her chest with both her hands. Their bodies were glued as he was still holding her close. Their faces met inches from each other and her instinct was to kiss him. For a fraction of second their lips touched slightly, but he immediately released her and began to walk towards the table, leaving her standing on the dance floor.
She watched him leave as she tried to control her emotions, she felt used and despised. She took a deep breath and returned to the table as well. If she had any hope they could be together again, that hope was beginning to fade, since he apparently was mad at her and only seemed to want to humiliate her.
Everyone was flattering their dancing skills, but she could only give them a yellow smile. She looked at Raj and he caught her looking, but turned away. His despise for her, reminded how she had felt after being used by her colleague for whom she was really in love when she began working in London. Naina thought to herself “Screw him, he’s not going to ruin my night”. After that she began to ignore his presence and chatted cheerfully with the others.
She was hitting really well with the guy she had danced with and with Thierry, they could easily become good friends if they spent more time together. Eventually the group decided to check some of the bars of the historic centre and they found a really cosy one, with a table for all of them, space to dance and good music. They ordered some drinks and Naina drank a little too much and was a little too happy, laughing and dancing. Raj was looking at her jealously while she danced with her new footballer friend. She caught him staring and head towards him. She grabbed his hand and pulled him against her and put her hands around his neck. Raj took her waist and told her,
“-You’re drunk.”
“-I’m not drunk. You’re jealous.”
“-Of you?!” – he laughed – I’m not jealous. Jealous of a selfish, paranoid, obsessed, drunk, workaholic and self-centred woman? I’ll pass, thank you…”
She felt tears forming in her eyes, while hearing those words from him, not even the extra drinks she had taken manage to attenuate her from felling really hurt. Naina looked down and swallowed hard. This was it, the end of their chemistry together. She didn’t even want to reply, she just wanted to leave and forget Raj had ever existed.
Naina slowly took her hands from his neck and released herself from him. She walked towards the group and grabbed her bag saying she was leaving. Raj also joined them. Thierry said he would walk her to her hotel, but she refused saying “Duomo” was close and she would walk that distance alone.
“-Naina, are you ok?” – Thierry asked holding her hand.
She tried her best to control her watering eyes, but she couldn’t stop a tear from rolling down her face.
“-I’m fine…” – she responded quickly wiping her tear. She kissed his cheek and waved good-bye to the others. She got out to the street and adjusted her coat, it was late and much colder than before. She took a deep breath and remembered his words, “selfish, paranoid, obsessed, drunk, workaholic and self-centred”. That’s what he thought of her. Naina closed her eyes allowing the tears to roll down her face. Ironically, the words he had told her in her office, now applied to him as well, he wasn’t who she thought he was. Naina felt broken-hearted and lonely, barely paying attention to the road she was taking.
…
“-What the fuck, Raj?! Is this how you treat the people I invite? What the hell did you do to her?” – asked angrily Thierry.
Raj looked away. He knew he had acted like a jerk with her all night and what he had told her was really strong.
“-I said some things I shouldn’t have…”
“-Well, I don’t know if you noticed, but she left this place crying. What’s wrong with you?! Always moaning around because of her and then you despise her all night?”
“-I’ll meet you guys back at the hotel…” – he said and left.
…
Naina was immersed in her thoughts when she looked around for her hotel, except that she wasn’t where she thought she was. Actually she had never seen that street. “I must have turned at the wrong place”, she thought. Naina payed a little more attention to where she was, there were several bars where she could ask for directions, but then she noticed where she was, all around her were strip clubs and she could see prostitutes laying against the wall. Her presence had already been noticed by some creepy men. “Shit!”, she thought. She turned around and started walking fast, hoping to recognize the street at the end of the one she was in.
“-Buona notte, bella!” – said a man from an alley when she was walking down the street.
She began walking as fast as she could, terribly scared. Finally she reached the end of the street and look around for any signs of familiarity. She wasn’t finding any and tried to think where she could have turned wrong. Naina heard steps behind her and decided to go right.
When she was beginning to walk again, someone touched her shoulder, making her to jump. She turned around and saw Raj behind her. Naina was so relieved to see a familiar face that her first reaction was to hug him. He hugged her back.

Naina remained in his arms for a few moments, feeling his heat and enjoying the comfort and protection that came exactly in the moment she most needed.
When she calmed down, she retreated from his arms. His eyes looked at her with warmth for the first time in all night.
“-I got lost…” – she justified her behaviour.
“-I know. I was trying to catch up with you when you turned to this street…”
“-Why? What do you want?” – she said with a slight tone of aggressiveness showing in her voice.
“-Let’s get out of here first. We’re really close to your hotel. I’ll walk you there.”
Her first impulse was to tell him no, but since she didn’t know where she was, she agreed.
“-Why were you following me, Raj?” – she repeated the question a few minutes after they began to walk.
“-I came here to apologize” – he looked at her and her eyes were looking straight forward – "I was a jerk with you, I’m sorry…”
She continued in silence and he carried on,
“-I care about you, Naina. I’m sorry I hurt you, I was an idiot.”
“-It doesn’t matter anymore…”
“-What do you mean?”
“-What I mean is that if I was thinking I had made a mistake by not giving us a chance, tonight I was sure I didn’t, and I know see that you are not who I thought you were. You know, maybe I am all those things, but you’re no better, you shown it very well. I appreciate that you apologized and you walking me to the hotel, but our history ends here. Good luck for your game.” – she finished and entered her hotel.
“-Naina, please wait” – he called, following her into the hotel. She continued walking and stopped by the lifts – “I admitted, I was an asshole. You were right, I was jealous and I was angry for you having put a break in our relationship, but that just shows I haven’t forgotten you. I want to be with you.”
She had longed to hear those words for so many days, but now they didn’t seem to hold the same meaning.
“-You shouldn’t want to be with a paranoid, workaholic and selfish woman. Goodbye Raj” – she said and entered the lift.
He entered too.
“-What are you doing?”
He took her waist and came closer to her.
“-I won’t let you make the same mistake twice.”
She was loosing herself in his eyes and in his touch, drawing closer.
“-You want to be with me too” – he added.
“-I don’t…” – she said with a very unconvincing voice.
He approximated their faces even more and their lips touched again that night in a light, sweet and gentle kiss. Her hands had moved to his chest and he took her face, stroking it,
“-Give us a chance…” – he said looking deeply into her eyes.
She nodded and they kissed again, gradually more passionately, melting completely into each other’s arms.

He took her hand and walked her to her suite.
“-I’m leaving tomorrow after the game. Can we meet back in London? When are you going back?”
“In two days…Raj, I don’t want to be news as your newest conquest. If we’re going to keep seeing each other…”
“-I’ll make sure we’ll stay out of he highlights”- he cut.
“-Thank you”
“-I know dating a public figure can be complicated, but don’t throw it all away just for that. You know how the media works, whenever you’re feeling insecure, talk to me, remember that 99.9 % of what is said it’s a lie” – he caressed her face – “I’m really sorry the way I treated you tonight, Naina…and what I said was really strong, please forgive me”
“-You really hurt me, Raj. Is that how you see me?”
“-No, it’s not”
She opened her suite door and gave a quick look inside. Van hadn’t returned yet.
“-I better go now” – she said and entered her room.
He followed her in.
“-Raj?!”
“-You’re not giving me a goodbye kiss?”
She leaned closer to him and gave him a light kiss on his lips. He embraced her and kissed her more passionately. She corresponded to the kiss and put her hands around his neck, while he closed the door.
When they broke the kiss for air, he asked,
“-Can I watch you sleep?”
“-What?!”
“-Just being with you a little more, I’ll leave by myself. I swear I won’t try anything.”
“You don’t need to”, she thought, but the truth was that she didn’t want him to leave right away. Naina grabbed her night dress and closed the bathroom door. She came out a few moments later, ready to sleep. She could see the desire in his eyes, but carried on and lay on the bed, under the sheets. He went to the other side and lay behind her and put his arm around her, pulling her close.
Naina switched off the lights, feeling the heat cutting through the sheets and her skin, while he kissed her neck and her back.
His stubble provoked her chills. She turned around to face him and stroke his face, giving him a light smile. He smiled too and kissed gently her cheek.
Naina cuddled in his arms and closed her eyes, falling asleep, felling complete.

The Love scene that was missing:

A couple of Months Later

Raj walked Naina back to her place after the gala dinner of her magazine. It had been a wonderful time, Raj mingled perfectly with her colleagues. They all hit it off nicely and no one acted weird around him or asked for an autograph, which Naina was kind of afraid. If there was one thing she didn't want was to attract attention around their relationship.

Can I get you something to drink? - Naina asked him after putting down her wallet and walking over to the kitchen.

Raj followed her and embraced her from behind

Maybe a glass of wine? - he kissed her bare neck provoking a wave of goose pumps throughout her body - how does that sound?
She smiled and looked at him

That sounds great - she replied and they exchanged a kiss, while Naina rotated and face him. They smiled at each other and Naina went to pick up the glasses.

Could you bring the bottle to the living room, please? It's on the top of the fridge.

Raj joined Naina on the couch and filled up their glasses.

They took a taste of the wine never breaking eye contact.

Naina smiled and continued flirting with him moving slightly closer.

I really enjoyed tonight's dinner - she started

Me too - he smiled - your colleagues are very nice.

Yes, and they seemed to like you too

What's not to like? - he joked

Cocky! - Naina said laughing while taking off her shoes and cuddled next to him and stretched her legs over the rest of the white couch.

You look beautiful tonight - he told her moving his fingers smoothly over her leg

Just tonight? - she asked smiled mischievous

Especially tonight! You are always beautiful - he whispered her ear.

Again Naina felt goose pumps forming in her skin. She turned her face to him. He leaned over to her and brought their faces close with his hand. For a couple of seconds they remained inches from each other. He gave her a quick kiss and bit gently her bottom lip, till their lips finally locked in a passionate kiss with a growing desire running through their veins.

Naina turned around and sit over his waist while Raj moved his hands from her hips and caressed her legs pushing her dress up to her hips. Naina's fingers started unbuttoning his shirt while feeling her dress becoming looser by the moment as Raj unzipped it.

She helped him taking off his shirt and he pulled her dress up tossing it to the nearest couch. He embraced her and started kissing her neck. Naina ran her hands over his muscles. Raj could not be in better shape.

Their lips met again and Raj's hands were getting dangerously close to her bra lock. She broke the kiss and got up holding his hand

Come - she said, and brought him to her room.

Near the door he embraced her again. They smiled towards each other and Naina put her hands around his neck while they headed for the bed. Raj laid her in the bed and laid upon her.

Naina pushed him closer to her with her legs and Raj started kissing her neck as she involved his with her arms. Raj continued kissing her smooth skin slowly moving further down. His hands slid down her back and unlocked her back putting it away. He fondled with her breasts kissing the nip and moved to her belly, after which he run his hands through her hips taking along her panties.
Running his fingers up her legs leaving them open, he laid over her again as their lips met again.

They were taking their time, without any rush, enjoying the feeling and warmth of each other's skin, fondling and discovering the body of one another.

After a while Naina moved her hands through his hips and pushed his boxers down. Raj tossed them away and shortly after entered her which made them both moan.

Their rhythm was slow at first and gradually increased. The two couldn't help releasing moans at each onset and the passion took over them as the pick of pleasure came closer and closer. Naina grabbed the pillow with her head turned to one side and them squeezed his arms with her breathing short and looking intently at Raj's eyes till she could not hold it anymore and her head was thrown back as her chest went up and a loud moan mixed with a scream escaped her mouth.

Raj quickly followed her as a moan escaped from his mouth as well and she felt his release inside her. Her walls clamped around him and they remained in that position for a while as the adrenaline ran out their blood.

Raj moved to her side and after a couple of minutes he took her hand and they just laid there gazing at each other's eyes and smiling.

Later Raj spooned her and they felt asleep.

-------------------

Naina woke up and smiled as she remembered the night before. It felt so good and so right and she felt so comfortable wrapped around his arms. She caressed his hairy arm around her waist and took his hand pulling it closer to her chest, cuddling a bit more.
Then she felt his fingers move and he took her hand in his and pulled her closer to him and kissed her neck.

Naina turned around and smiled at him, putting her hand over his chest.

Good Morning... - he greeted her, smiling

Good Morning... - she replied - sleep well?

Uh-huh - he nodded - very well - you?

Me too. Dreamt all night long

And what did you dream about? - he asked

I dreamt you made love to me

That was no dream, baby. Shall I refresh your memory?

Yes - she smiled mischievous at him

He pulled her on top of him and with one hand in her waist; the other brought their faces closer. Naina bended down to him and they engaged in a deep and long kiss.

Remember now?

Oh, I remember...- she smiled at him - I'm gonna shower

Naina got up and Raj just watched her elegant naked figure making her way towards the bathroom. By the door she turned to him

Are you coming or not?

Raj laughed and got up as well.

O mesmo fim

2009-08-12T00:11:00.005+01:00

Todos os dias acordava com uma nova crença de que tudo se iria resolver da melhor maneira e de que tudo iria ficar bem.
A esperança é a última coisa a morrer dizia o ditado popular, e a esperança era a última coisa que lhe restava.
Uma nova fé animou o seu espírito e vestiu-se e tomou o pequeno-almoço rapidamente, preparando-se para sair de casa.
Depois de uma viagem de vinte minutos de autocarro, mais vinte de metro e novamente de autocarro, entrou no hospital. Os horários das visitas limitavam-se a um pequeno intervalo de horas à tarde, mas como familiar mais próximo podia ficar à sua cabeceira todo o dia, e era exactamente isso que fazia. Conhecia já todo o pessoal médico, de enfermagem e auxiliar pelo nome, que deixava constantemente surpreendido pelo seu inabalável optimismo.
O cheiro a etanol invadiu-lhe as narinas, provocando-lhe a habitual repulsa que ainda não conseguia ultrapassar apesar de ser confrontado com o mesmo a um ritmo praticamente diário nos meses recentes.
Subiu os primeiros pisos até ao serviço em que se encontrava internada. Entrou no quarto e sentiu o coração escapar uma batida ao ver a sua cama vazia. Primeiro o choque, depois o pânico. Onde estava? Teria sido transferida? Ou teria o pior acontecido? A dúvida apoderava-se de si e sentia dificuldade em respirar e o peito a tornar-se mais pesado a cada segundo que passava. A enfermeira-chefe entrou no quarto uns momentos depois e rapidamente a questionou.
Antes de responder, baixou os olhos por uns segundos, olhando-o de seguida com um olhar triste e piedoso.
Ele sentiu os seus próprios olhos encherem-se de lágrimas antes de ouvir a confirmação dos seus piores receios.
A enfermeira segurou-lhe a mão, mostrando-se compreessiva, e ele sentiu-se grato pelo gesto. Subitamente a dor no peito aumentou de tal forma que sentia-se como se tivesse a pata de um elefante sobre o mesmo, que não o deixava respirar.
A reacção rápida da enfermeira impediu-o de colapsar redondo no chão. Tudo parecia estar a acontecer demasiado depressa e tinha a sensação de estar a observar todo aquele alvoroço à volta do seu corpo à distância.
Foi então que a viu, sorrindo-lhe docemente. Aproximaram-se, abraçando-se de seguida num abraço forte e demorado. Ao fim de alguns momentos ela beijou-o na face e suspirou-lhe ao ouvido,
"-Vamos ficar juntos para sempre..."
Ele fechou os olhos e o mundo desapareceu à sua volta.

One Shot inspirada numa fanfic

2009-08-08T01:18:00.002+01:00

Inspirada na história da Bajen, "HUM TUM - Down the memory lane", que se encontra em http://z8.invisionfree.com/Rani_Mukerji/index.php?showtopic=616&st=0

As bolhas do seu banho de espuma floresciam à superfície. Tocou primeiro ao de leve na água aquecida com a ponta dos dedos, mergulhando de seguida o resto da pena e submergindo o seu corpo sob o aspecto apelador da mesma.
Recostou-se na banheira fechando os olhos e os espírito às preocupações que a assolavam. Deixou-se estar assim, a aproveitar a aparente calma, e por uns momentos conseguiu relaxar-se completamente, o que tinha sido absolutamente impossível nos últimos dias.
As paredes daquela divisão davam-lhe a ilusão de estar temporariamente protegida e isolada da turbulência exterior.
Subitamente a sua paz foi perturbada pelo rodar da maçaneta da porta. De imediato ergueu o tronco ficando sentada, enquanto o seu olhar fixava-o ansiosamente.
Ele fechou a porta atrás de si sem nada dizer. Simplesmente aproximou-se e perguntou-lhe se se podia juntar a si. Ela acenou que sim e ele começou calmamente a desembaraçar-se das suas roupas. Uma vez livre das mesmas, mostrou intenção de entrar na banheira e ela chegou-se para trás. Gentilmente ele indicou-lhe para se chegar mais à frente e colocou-se entre ela e o local onde ela tinha estado previamente encostada.
Ao sentar-se, ergueu-a, sentando-a no seu colo e encostando o seu peito às suas costas. Ela respirou fundo ao sentir o calor da sua pele, contra a sua, enquanto pequenos arrepios percorriam o seu corpo. Ele beijou-lhe delicadamente o pescoço e as suas mãos acariciaram a sua barriga de catorze semanas. As mãos dela seguraram-nas e fechou os olhos.
"-Desculpa não ter acreditado em ti e ter dito o que disse..."
"-Não tens de pedir desculpa de nada, a culpa foi minha."
Ela olhou-o nos olhos e segurou-lhe o rosto, tendo de seguida os seus lábios fechado num beijo ternurento e de perdão mútuo.

No matter what we all give in to love

2009-07-19T22:14:00.037+01:00

Once in a while I go to this site: http://z8.invisionfree.com/Rani_Mukerji/index.php?showforum=44 to check the fanfics and the owner of the forum, Sussi, asked me to continue and finish some abandoned fanfics she had taken from http://z13.invisionfree.com/RanishekOnlineForums/index.php?showforum=11. As you can imagine I was all melted that I was having requests, even if it is for ending other people's stories, so now that I'm on holidays I started working on one of them. You can log on to the forum to read the first original 3 chapters, the story is called "No matter what we are all give in to love", by Babyzaz (Sarah). I also requested my friend Maria to write the story with me ;) She's the mastermind behind all this mistery, it would never came out so well if it wasn't for her! Here it goes:

First chapter of the alternative continuation suggestion by me, for Sussi:

Rani watched Kareena's figure dissapear throughout the entrance of the room and closing the door.
She looked around the room involved in the darkness. The pain killers relieved some of the suffering caused by the surgery she had been submitted to, to remove the bullets, but weren't intensive enough not to alow her to sleep.
Her eyes fixed a random point in the ceiling, while her mind went back to the unexpected shooting. She remembered getting out into the street in direction to the car where her parents were already waiting. She turned around to wave good-bye to her brother and sister-in-law and then two lound "BANGS" echoed and almost immediately she felt an excruciating pain in her chest perfuring it.
After that she was blank, the next thing she remembered she was surrounded by light everywhere. She called for help, but no one answered. She walked around without moving from the same place in despair till finally she heard a voice calling her name. She searched for the familiar voice:
"-Rani!"
"-I'm here! Abhi?"
She continued hearing his voice while she searched for him frenetically. After running in the voice direction, she finally saw him.
"-Abhi!" - she screamed, but he didn't see her.
She ran to him, calling his name, but the more she ran, more further he appeared.
"-Abhi!" - she continued calling, but suddenly the scenario changed and she was looking at the same ceiling she was looking at right now.
She sighted, Abhishek didn't care for her anymore. He didn't even bother to check on her after Kareena told him she was in the hospital. There was no longer a connection between them, not even friendship, she had blew it.
From Abhishek her thoughts moved to the shooting again. Why had she been shot? All clues pointed that the shooter meant to take her down, only her. Why would someone want to kill me?, she thought to herself. She had "enemies" in the film industy, derived mainly by jealous from other actresses, but never to the point of murder, she conclued. Who else could it be? A crazy fan? All options seemed silly.
Rani then remembered those strange calls she had been receiving over the last months. Someone had been calling her and after she picked up, that person hung up. She reached the table beside the hospital bed and grabbed her cell phone. There was a missed call, again from an annonimous number. She cheked when had the call been made, 21h35, around the time of the shooting. Could it be the annonimous caller the shooter?, she wondered. She would warn the police the next day, they could probably trace the call.
She put down the phone. When would the sleeping pills she had taken start to make effect?
Again her eyes searched the room and stopped at the window. Therte was someone there, she was sure, and that person was trying to open up the window to her room.
Rani panicked and started screaming for help. Since there had been a murder attemptive on her, there was a guard outside the room. He entered and turned on the lights. She pointed at the window and they both saw her.
Preity had a shocked expression on her face. The security guard pulled her into the room.
"-What do you think you're doing?" - he asked agressively.
She was completely embaressed, looking from him to Rani and to him again.
"-I'm sorry, I wanted to check on my friend, but they didn't let me in because visiting time is already over. I met your mom downstairs and she told me you were still awaked, so I decided to climb up."
Rani looked at her in disbelief. Preity was crazy indeed.

Chapter 2 of the alternative version, by Maria

-“ Excuse me miss but you have to go at the police station to give some explains about your behaviour tonight”

-“But sir I just wanted to see my friend, I was very worried about her. I know my behaviour looks suspicious but I have my reasons. I really needed too see if she was ok tonight. I will go with you now that I know she is safe.

- “But what’s happening with Preity? She never acted like this. Could have been her? No I’m crazy; she’s one of my best friends. She couldn’t. I’m loosing my mind. I know the murderer is going to try again, I can feel it. But when and how….

Finally Rani get out of the hospital. She was at home in her room at the window.

She knows she was in life danger but only one thing was in her mind “Abhi”. He never went to see her, never called. Could she meant so little to him? He had proposed! And it seamed that he didn’t care if she was dead…

That hurted more than the fear she was feeling for her life.

-“Rani!” – a voice called.

Rani jumped.

- Mum! It’s you! You frightened me!

-“You looked so distracted. What were you thinking? You know you have nothing to worry. The security guard will accompany you to everywhere. No one will harm you again.” – she said and then give her a hug.

- “I know mum. I’m fine.” – she smiled. She felt protected in her mum’s arms, but she remembered that she used to feel that way in somebody arms…and she wished she was there again.

Meanwhile Abhi had been very busy in the past weeks. He was making an investigation on his own. He had just started shooting a new movie and was at the same studio where Rani have been, what gave him lots of opportunities to investigate all the people that worked there.

-“Abhi!”

-“Preity! Ready for the scene?

Abhi and Preity were shooting together. They were the love couple.

-Hum, yeah. I just need to go at the dressing room, but first I need to talk to you! Is very important!

-Ok. What’s wrong? I’ don’t like the sound of your voice.

-It’s about Rani.

-No Pret. Don’t go that way. I know you’re going to complain again that I didn’t visited her but you know, it hurts too much.

-“No Abhi! It’s something else. I know…

-Preity! – called the director.

-“ Oh not now!- said Preity

-“ They're calling you. You have to dress to the scene. Go! We’re in a hurry today!- said the director.

-“ It’s seems the talk has to wait.- said Abhi.

-“Yeah…We'll see you in a minute to the shoot.

She went to get changed. When she entered the room there was no one there.

And she started to change. Then someone knocked.

-“Come in” – Preity said.

- “Hello”- said the person.

-“Hi. What are you doing here?”- said Preity trying to seem relaxed but have all the reasons not to be.

-“You know Pret! Don’t try to deny!

-“ I don’t know what you’re talking about!” - the fear in her voice was real

A shoot of a gun was heard…..

Chapter 3 of the Alternative version, by me

"-Help! Help! Somebody, please help!" - Kareena screamed from Preity's room.
More people that had heard the shot appeared running and entered in the room.
Abhishek also entered the room with the director that was calling an ambulance. He bended down beside Preity holding her hand. She had been shot to the chest and was loosing a lot of blood. He pressed her wond trying to control the bleeding.
"-You're going to be fine" - he kept telling her.
-"I..."- she started.
"-Shhhh, you don't need to talk..."
"-...know - she continued with a lot of difficulty - ...Rani...murder..."
Abhi's eyes went wider. Preity knew who had tried to kill Rani? Was that why she had been shot?
"Who did this to you, Preity? Who?"
Preity was trying desperately to communicate with him, but life was evading her body by the second. She coulnd't talk. Her head titled to the other side looking intensevely at Kareena that came to sit next to her dying body before her eyes became lifeless.
"-Preity! Preity! No!" Abhi hold her with tears rolling down his face.
Silence filled the room only interrupted by low crying sounds.
The ambulance arrived a few moments later, but it was too late.

Rani was in shock when she knew Preity had been killed, she cared for her a lot. And even more scared, could her own murder attemptive be related to Preity's death? And that suspitious attitude of Preity the day she climbed her hospital window? she never got a chance to see or talk to Preity after that.There were too much coincidencies. Who could be behind this and what were his or her reasons?

A few days after Preity's funeral a police inspector came to talk to her about the annonimous calls she had reported.
"-The cell phone network has finally reported to us the detailed information about the annonimous calls you have been receiving. The cell phone used has the number 555864..."
He didn't need to complete the sentence, since she automatically knew the last numbers and the owner of the phone.
"-And the cell phone belongs to Mr."
"-Abhishek Bachchand" - she cut.
"Precisely, Miss Mukeri. Do you know why could he be calling you annonimousely?"
Rani took a momment to absorve the breaking information.
"-I don't know. He made it very clear some months ago that he didn't want to have anymore contact with me and asked me not to call and to keep my distance. I haven't seen or talked with him in almost seven months."
The inspector looked surprised.
"-Mr. Bachchan appeared about two hours later after the sooting at your house looking for you and we interrogated him after he visited you while you were in coma. He has a valid aliby. Nevertheless we will intimate him to stop by the police station, his constant interess in this investigation may sound suspitious with this new information. We'll be in contact" - he shook her hand and left.

Rani's mind was in turmoil. Abhi had been calling her all this months, even in the night she had been shot. He had went too look for her, he had visited while she was in coma...Why had he done all that? and why he never looked for her after she woke from the coma? What did all this mean?
She took her cell phone and dialed his number.
"-Hello?"

Chapter 4 of the alternative version, by Maria

-“ Rani…” - his voice sound happy and surprised at the same time.

-Why the hell have you made anonymous calls to my cell phone? What’s wrong with you? You scared me! What do you want?

-“Rani I…

-“ No shut up! It’s my time to talk! You went to see me at the hospital. Why didn’t you say anything? I thought you cared about me even after all that happened. I thought you were at least my friend…

-“Can I talk now?”

-“ Yes you can but you better have a good explanation!

-“About the phone calls I…. – he hesitated - …I just want to hear the sound of your voice, it’s the most beautiful sound I have ever heard and knowing that I couldn’t listen to it every day was killing me….

Rani almost couldn’t breathe listening to those words. So he still loved her but could I have hope... Probably he would never forgive her… She realized he was her world too late…

- I’m sorry If I scared you, that was the last thing I wanted to do, believe me. I really went to the hospital trying to wake you but it didn’t work and I couldn’t bear see you like that.

“ - But why didn’t you go to see me after Ab?

“ - I …

He thought:

* I can't say to her that I didn’t go because of my stupid ego! I’ am such an idiot!

- Abhi are you still there? Hello…

“ yeah Rani I’m here. I didn’t go due to lack of time, you know, the shooting how it is, we don’t have time for anything else…

- Abhi….

- Yeah?

…..do you have time now?

Chapter 5 of the Alternative Version, by me

She opened the door to him and felt immediately breathless and a hot shiver runing through her body. She was still in love after all those months appart and her feelings for him came rushing down at light speed.
He was thrilled to see her again. He had sighted her at Preity's funeral, but didn't came up to her. He could finally hear her voice, talk and look at her without his ego taking the best from him.
"-Hi!" - he greeted.
"-Hi!" - she replied back.
Their eyes met intensevely during what seemed ages for both. Suddenly Rani moved up to him and hugged him tightly. He envolved her in his arms and hugged her back. Both had longed to be in each other's arms for so long that the embrace seemed it would last forever. She lifted her head from his chest to look at him, but their eyes never met as their lips searched mutually and encountered in a deep, slow and passionate kiss.

"-Why didn't go to see me? Why did you never call? I don't mean anything to you anymore, is that it?" - She broke the kiss, hurted with him and hit his chest - "I could die or fall back into coma and you just don't care?"
"-No, Rani, of course I cared, it's just that..." - he hesitated again.
"...that your work and your carrer is more important than me." - she ended his sentence.
"-I could say the same thing about you..." - the sentence escaped him and he immediately knew it was an error to brought that up at that moment.
"-What?!" - she looked agry at him - "How dare you say that?!"
"-Are you going to say that you didn't refuse my proposal because you loved your carrer more than me?" - he said knowing he was only burying himself further more, but he couldn't stop, that issue had been consuming him for months, he needed to know the truth.
"-How could you think that? I would never do something like that!"
"-Then why did you refuse me? I thought you loved me back, was it all fake?"
She looked at him stunned at his statments.
"-No, it wasn't fake, not from my part, while you, Abhishek, the wild party guy, who loves to play and flirt with girls, you could never give up on your single life to engage in a commited relashionship. How could we marry? You would soon realize that you never really wanted that life you had made an error marrying me and would regret it everyday.
"-And you just assumed that?! I love you, I was ready to take our relationship to another level, to build a life with you and you destroyed all my dreams because you thought you knew me better than myself?"
She didn't answer. He had just said he loved her, still, and showed her the error she already regreted everyday. Rani didn't know what to say,
"-I'm sorry." - they remained in silence for a while - "I love you too."
Only when hearing her last few worlds, he realized he had admited his feeling towards her without his ego controlling his actions.
He moved closer to her.
"-Everyday I went to the hospital to check on you, everyday I peeked through the door of your room but never entered, everyday I called Kareena to hear from you and everyday I try to find who is the bastard that shot you and killed Preity."
Preity, he too thought her death was related to her murder attemptive. Despite the mention of their deceased friend, her heart melted at his words and she felt breathless again as he moved even closer to her.
When their lips were inched appart they heard someone on the outside and Rani immediately tensed.
"-Are your parents at home?" - he asked.
"-We're alone." - she answered, now visibly scared.

Chapter 6 of the Alternative Version, by Maria

Someone knocked. Rani was scared. She wasn´t expecting anyone.

- “Who is it?” – asked Abhi with his strong voice

Having Abhi there made her felt that no one could harm her. She wasn’t afraid anymore.

-“It’s the inspector of the police.”

Rani opened the door.

- “Inspector I wasn’t expecting you sir. Did anything bad happen? Please tell me!” – said Rani

- Mr Bachchan I’m glad you’re here too. This information is for the both of you.

Meanwhile in other part of the city Uday Chopra was returning to is apartment with is girlfriend Tanisha.

- “That’s weird…” – said Uday

- “What?”

-“Tanisha keep your voice down. The door has been broken. Go downstairs and call the police. And stay there! I don’t want you get hurt!”

-“But what are you going to do?! You can’t enter there alone! It can be dangerous! Please don’t go! I beg you!

- “Honey don’t worry I’ll be fine. Now go!

He entered the apartment and saw that it was all up side down. But it seemed that nothing was missing. That was odd… It almost seemed that who entered there was looking for something… but what could it be?

Somewhere not far from there Priyanka entered at her car. She started to drive and when she was coming down the street she realized she didn’t have brakes.

She tried to stop the car but she couldn’t. Then she saw a car that was going in her direction. She desperately tried to move apart but it was too late. They shocked with each other.

In Rani’ House

- “So inspector what’s happening? – asked Abhi

-“You of course remember telling me the last words of miss Preity”

-“Yes, I could never forget that. Seeing her dying in my arms without anything I could do was the worst experience of my life!”

-“Well you told me that she had been killed by the same person that tried to kill Miss Rani. The fact is that we analyzed the bullet that came from the gun that killed Preity and it doesn’t match with the one that we find in Miss Rani attempt of murder!”

-Both Rani and Abhi were shocked. They couldn’t say a single word. Finally Rani whispered:

- “So that means….”

- “That could be two murderous”… - completed Abhi

Chapter 7 of the Alternative Version

"-Well, we don't know that for sure, but we know for a fact that different guns were used in each case. Miss Zinta's murder investigation has just started and we're still collecting evidences and discovering a lot of new information. Nevertheless all clues point that the two incidentes are related. I can't reveal more than that. Mr. Bachchan, I'll see you later at the police station, regarding the annonious phone calls.
Abhishek nodded.
"-Miss Mukerji." - he said and he left.

"-Why are you alone? It could be dangerous!"
"-I want to continue my life, I don't want to get paranoid about this. Who knows when they'll catch the shooter, if ever!" - she answered, but her inner being agreeing with him.
He shook his head.
"-When are your parents coming back?"
"-In two days."
"-Then you'll come with me."
"-I could have gone to my brother's if I wanted, there's no need."
"-Then I'll stay here with you..."
"-Abhi..."
"-I don't want to loose you again, now that we're back together..."
"-We're back together?" - she asked smilling to herself.
"-We aren't?" - he asked conserned.
As in response, she leaned to him and took his face. She stroke it and then stood on her toes and kissed tenderly his lips.

Pryanka was fighting for her life at the hospital, she had several trumatisms and an exposed fracture in her right leg. Seeing how vulnerable she was, her last thoughts before she was submitted to surgery was that this had gone too far. It had never crossed her mind that it would come to this. She had to talk to the police, even if it meant loosing it all. Her life was at stake.

Uday sat in his couch after rearrage his house. It was still there, it hadn't been taken, fortunately. The consequences could have been devastating. Whatever attitude he was going to take now, it had to be taken fast.

Chapter 8 of the alternative version, by Maria

Pryanka’s surgery had gone well. She was in a room, still half asleep from the anesthesia.

Someone entered and approached to her bed.

-“Hi! How are you feeling?”

Pryanka tried to talk but she was too weak.

-“No don’t speak. Just listen.

I might have failed this time but I won’t fail again! If you try doing something, you will join Preity sooner that you think! Do you understand me?” - the voice was intimidating

- “Oh, that’s right you’re too weak to speak….” – said with irony

-“Well blink once for yes and twice for no…” – said with a laugh on its voice

Pryanka was terrified. She kept thinking “I’m going to die!”

She blinked once.

- “Oh now we’re talking!”

- “So Pry tell me, does it hurt much? Can I do anything to make you more comfortable? – those words came up with lots of irony

A knock on the door was listen.

-“Come in.”

-“Hi!”-said Abhi and Rani

-“We didn’t expect to find you here!”- said Abhi

-“Well I just came to see how Pryanka was. You know I care about her a lot.”

Abhi approached to Pryanka’ bed.

-“Hey Pry how are you? You scared me. You know you’re like a sis to me! You can’t do these things! I was worried! – said smiling

He grabbed her hand.

-“Pry what’s wrong? You’re shaking. Don’t worry it’s all fine now. You’re going to get better. You’re safe.”

-“Yeah Pry .Don’t worry! It’s all fine now… – said the third person smiling

A couple of days had passed.

At the shooting.

-“Abhi!”

-“Rani! What are you doing here? Came to visit me?

-“No.”

-“Oh…” – his face turned sad

-“Oh Abhi don’t stay like that! I’m not visiting you because I’m going to work with you!” – said with a big smile

-“What?! Work with me?”

-“Yeah! I was invited to substitute Pryanka. So I’m going to make the love couple with you!”

-“Wow! That’s great!”

He grabbed her and started to kiss her. Rani was able to get out of his arms.

-“Stop Abhi! Everyone is staring!” – she said embarrassed

- “ Oh I don’t care! I want the whole world to know I love you!”

She smiled and gave him a passionate kiss.

Someone was looking at them thinking “This time I won’t fail…”

Chapter 9 of the Alternative Version, by me

Pryanka kept wondering what to do. Should she warn the police? If she did, the word would be out and she could soon join Preity, in it's words.
Her life, her carrer and her friends would be all gone. If she didn't do anything, her life would always be in it's hands, in the shadow of threats and suject to being murdured anytime. Preity's death would never be revenged and Rani...Rani would die very soon, this time there would be no marge for error. Did she really hated her that much? She thought she did, but Abhishek was so happy, she hadn't seen that sparkle and shiness in his eyes for so many months. Rani was the one for him, she could see that now. Why had she brought herself to this mess?

Her decision however was facilitated by an unexpected visit,
"-Miss Chopra, we need to talk." - declared the police inspector.

Meanwhile Tanisha Mukerji was cleaning up the house she shared with her boyfriend, Uday Chopra, when she found a heavy box hiden behind cleaning products in one of the kitchen cabines. She took it out and tried to open it without luck. What could it be?

In the hospital,
"-Your insurance company reported that the brakes of your car had been sabotaged, but I guess you already suspected that. And I also believe that you know who might have done it. Do you have anything to tell me?"
Pryanka looked at the inspector nervously. What should she do? How did the inspector knew all that? Had they been discovered?
"-If you collaborate, Miss Chopra, your sentece in court may be attenuated when this case reach the trial. I strongly advice you to do so, it's the best option you've got."
She hesitated for a while and took a deep breath. She turned to the inspector,
"-I'm ready to cooperate. I'll say everything I know, if you assure me that I can count on police protection from this point on."
The inspector nooded,
"-Carry on."

Abhishek and Rani seemed determinated to recover all the lost time they had spent appart and were unseparable, always romancing in front or behind the camaras.
"-My parents aren't in town today" - started Abhi with a suggestive look - "Do you want to sleep over?"
She smiled and kissed him.
"-Just like the old times!" - she replied looking into his eyes.
Later at night in Abhi's room, she hesitated when he was umbotomming her shirt.
"-There's something you haven't seen yet..."
"-Rani, I love you no matter what physical changes you've experienced or might experience in the future."
She looked into his eyes,
"-Ok..."
She began to undress herself and he saw what she meant. She had a large scar right below her left breast and another one a few centimeters above the her right nipple.
He passed his fingers above each and kissed both scars.
"-You're beautiful and will always be..." - he said and took her in his arms.

Chapter 10 of alternative version, by Maria

Tanisha kept the box where she had found it; once she couldn’t open she gave up and continued the cleaning. She went to the office where Uday used to work sometimes. He didn’t like her going there because according to his words he “can’t find anything after her cleanings”. Nevertheless she goes there when he’s not at home and tries to remove some dust not touching on his papers; otherwise it would be impossible to work there with such mess. When she was removing some dust of the table she tripped over the carpet and went against the book-shelf making some books fall to the ground.

-“Oh no! If Uday sees this he’s going to kill me. He never lets me touch his books. If he knows I almost corrupted them he will be mad.”

She started to pick up them and when she was going to put them in the shelf she noticed something weird. She saw something glimpsing in the light. She stretched out her hand to grab it. It was a key…

-“I wonder…”

She went back to the kitchen and removed the box. Then she put the key in the lock. It fitted. She opened the box….

Two days had passed. At the shooting…

Rani was at her cabinet. She was preparing to go out dinner with Abhi. He had left saying that he wouldn’t be long. She had no idea to where he had gone. Her phone rang.

-“Hello”

-“Hi sweaty. Are you ready for dinner?

-“Hi Abhi. I’m almost ready. Where have you been? You left so mysterious!

-“I have a surprise for you!”

-“Really? What is it?”

-“Oh come on babe, you know I can’t tell you or it wouldn’t be a surprised would it? - said laughing

Rani laughed

-“ Yeah I suppose you’re right. So Mr. Bachchan it means I have to wait until you get here to know what it is!

-“Well I suppose you do! - said laughing

-“Ok. Don’t be long! I’m curious! Love you.

-“Love you too. Rani wait!

-“What is it?”

Abhi didn’t know what was happening but he had the strange felling he could never see her again. That didn’t make any sense…

-“Rani I just want you to know that I love you so much. Never forget that I will always love you no matter what happens! I would give my life for you if I had to.”

Rani seemed scared.

-“Abhi why do you say these things? What’s wrong?”

-“I just want you to know how important you are to me.”

Rani had some tears in her eyes.

-“You’re very important to me too. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Abhi smiled.

-“I do too Rani. I love you. See you in a while.”

-“I love you too Abhi. Get here fast. I miss you.”

She hanged up and started to make up.

Someone knocked.

-“Rani can I come in?”

-“Sure. Come in.”

-“What are you still doing here? I thought you would be out for dinner right now.”

-“Well I’m expecting Abhi. He’s a little late. But he should be coming.”

-“In that case I will keep you company until he gets here.”

-“Oh thanks you’re very kind.”

-“Do you mind if I lock the door?”

-“What for?”

-“Well most of the cast has left for dinner. There are very few people here. And after what happened to Preity I don’t want to make it easy.”

-“Oh ok, if you stay more rest that way you can lock it.”

Rani had turn to the mirror to continue the make up.

-“And how are you Rani? It has been a while since you were attacked.”

-“I’m fine. Thank you. Don’t worry.”

-“Do you have any idea who might have done it?”

-“Actually no. Till now the investigations had been inconclusive.”

-“But you have any theory about who could do that?”

-“No, I don’t have a clue. But why are you asking me all that?”

She turned and immediately freezed.

There was a gun appointed to her.

-“It was you! All this time! How could you?” – she said terrified

-“Surprise!”- said with sarcasm

-“And Preity… she was your friend…and you killed her! Why did you do that?

-“I didn’t mean to kill Preity. It wasn’t part of my plans. But she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. So she had to disappear.”- said with a cold voice

-“You’re a monster!”- said Rani with tears in her eyes

-“Well Rani was very nice to meet you, really it was, but now it’s the end. Goodbye Rani….”

Chapter 11 of the Alternative Version, by me

The trigger was pushed back,
"-No, please, NO, HELP!!! HELP!!! - Rani screamed in panic.
Abhishek was coming down the hall when he heard her and a cold shiver stoke his heart. He ran in her cabinet direction.
"-RANI!!!" - he screamed in despair.
They both heard him inside.
"-ABHI!!!"
What to do? He didn't want any witness. Well the two would have to go or he would be caught.
BANG!, he shot at Rani,
"-AAHHH" -she screamed, but manage to escape from the bullet, he had missed.
"-RANI!" - Abhi called for her and broke down the door. Immeadiately the gun was pointed at him and he jumped to one side.
Another BANG was heard, followed by a painful scream.
Rani's eyes went wider when she heard him. Abhi had been shot and was lying on the ground, she could see the blood staining his clothes.
"-Abhi!" - she gasped in shock.
The gun was now pointed at her. Rani looked at him with such rage that for a second he hesitated. She attacked him in despair, she had only one thought in her mind, he had shot Abhi.
Abhishek was holding on to his leg where he had been shot, when he saw Rani struggling with Uday. He was going to kill her, if he didn't do anything. In pain he tried to get up. He reached a pot on the ground next to him and crushed it on Uday's head.
Unbalanced and dizzy by the stroke, he dropped the gun. Rani immediately caught it and pointed at him.
At the same time the police entered the cabinet. The inspector quickly moved close to Rani and took the gun.
Rani run to Abhishek.
"-Take him!" - the inspector ordered the other policemen - "I'm sorry we didn't get here soon enough. The ambulance is on it's way, I'll be right back." - said the inspector.

Abhishek's mind was in turmoil. It had been Uday, all this time! He was laying on the ground and Rani hugged him and stroke his face with tears in her eyes,
"-You're going to be ok, you're going to be fine!" - she kept telling him.
He looked into her eyes, tremendously happy and relieved to be with her and seeing her again. Now everything was going to be fine.
"-I'll only be ok when you agree on marrying me." - he said.
She almost felt like laughting. He really had a sense of timming!
"-Will you?" - he asked almost pleading.
She nodded, too emotional to talk.
"-Ahhh!"
"-What's wrong? Is it hurting too much?"
"-I need to hear you say it!"
"-Yes, I want to marry you!" - she said smilling and bend down to his face and kissed his lips.
"-Could you reach my pocket, please?"
She took out a small box.
"-Open it!" - he asked - "It's for you..."
She opened it and inside was a beautiful ring.
"-I just picket it up from the jewelry store" - he said smilling - "I meant to propose over dinner..."
"-It's beautiful..." - she said touched and put it in her finger - "I love you..." - and kissed him again.

Abhishek's shot was superficial and he didn't stay long in the hospital. Some weeks later, the inspector asked them, Tanisha and Preity's parents to met in the police headquarts. The investigation had been completed and the investigator wished to explain all that had happened.

"-Mr. Uday Chopra was going thought a difficult time in terms of finances. Yash Raj films were suffereing with the crisis as well as Bollywood and any other business these days. When things became really complicated, Mr. Chopra came across the contracts with Miss Mukerji, who had irresponsably sign them without readind the small letters thoughout all the past years.
In these contracts, was established that in case of the death of the actress, all profits achieved with the film or with the image of the actress, would go directely to the production house, Yash Raj films.
Miss Mukerji is single and doesn't have children. Her heirs, without will, are only her parents. And being the "Queen of Bollywood", her death would shoot the sails of her image rights and films. Yash Raj films would fracture millions, and her parents very little." - the inspector declared.

"-And my daughter, what did she had to do with all this?" - asked Preity's father.

"-Miss Zinta, unfortunately presenced the shooting of Miss Mukerji. Disturbed by that fact, she didn't know what to do and retourned to the bar looking for her friends. She came across Miss Pryanka Chopra and told her what she had seen. Miss Chopra, however, was an accomplice of Mr. Uday and the first thing she did, after persuade her friend to wait a few days before going to the police, was telling Mr. Uday that Preity had seen him shot Rani. In order to keep her silent, Mr. Chopra murdered her."

"-Pryanka?! Why?! And she loved Preity!" - asked Abhi shocked.

"-Pryanka's reasons weren't economic, but passionals. Miss Chopra was in love with you and she believed that if Miss Mukerji died, you would finally look at her like a woman and stopped seeing her like a sister. Uday knew how much Miss Chopra hated Miss Mukerji and he needed help to carry out his plans, so the two united to detroy Miss Mukerji. - the inspector paused for a moment, letting them absorve the information, then he continued - like you said it youself, Pryanka loved Preity and she never wanted her to be killed. After hearing her friend had been shot she went furious at Uday treatning to reveal the truth. She turned his house upside down looking for evidences, namely the two different guns used to baffle the police investigations. Without luck she retourned to her car, but Mr. Uday Chopra afraid of what she might do, sabotaged her car, particularly the brakes, provoking her an accident.
Meanwhile, we had discovered evidences that Pryanka was related to Preity's murder and Rani's attemptive of murder. We confronted her and she confessed everything. Also Miss Tanisha discovered the guns used and brought them to us. Finally we had evidences and a confession. We were about to make an arrestment when Mr. Chopra made another attemptive of murder on both of you." - he indicated Abhi and Rani - "Now Mr. Uday and Miss Pryanka are arrested, and the case will be brought to justice, the police work ends here." - he concluded - "I'm sorry you all had to go though all this."

The group didn't talk much after the declarations of the inspector. Soon they left the police station retorning to their respective lives, trying to move on and hoping the court would make justice. Preity's death was the saddest thing about all that had happened and unfortunately no justice in the world could ever bring her back.

Abhishek and Rani married soon after the judgement and a couple of years later they found their own small way to thank that wonderful friend, giving to their own baby daughter her name, Preity.

The End

Was It Destiny?

2009-06-10T13:41:00.025+01:00

Notes:
Ranishek fanfic, inspired by the amazing on-screen chemistry;
For the effects of this fiction, Abhishek is single;
The actors only give body, carreer and curriculum to the characters of the story;
I've never been to Mumbay or anywhere in India and I don't want to do research for a fiction, so the locations mentioned here are from places in my city or in my country;
This story is exclusively romantic, don't say I didn't warn;
I apologyse for the english mistakes, I'm sure there's lots of them!

Was it destiny?

"-Cut!" - said the director - "we're through for the day!"
Rani retreated to her dressing room in the studio. She changed and decided to stay there for a while reviewing her lines for the next day's shoots instead of going directly to her place. Time flew, she realised when she looked at the clock. The crew form her film had probably left by now.
She heard a knock on the door and went to open it.

...

Abhishek was coming down the stairs with John. They had just shot a scene for Dostana and were heading to their dressing rooms chating entusiastically. The last shot had ended late, the studio on that alley was almost empty.
When they reached the corridor Abhishek thought he had heard something and told John to be quiet. Then he heard it clearly, someone was screaming and objects were being thrown to the floor. John also heard it this time. They ran through the corridor trying to realise where it came from.
They realised it came for Rani's cabinet, but it was locked. They could hear her clearly now, she was crying and screaming for help.
After a few attempts, they managed to thrown down the door. They grabbed the man from top of her and punched him several times. John called the securities an brought the man outside he room.
Abhishek found a robe and involved Rani in it. She was shaking and crying. Her clothes had been ripped off and she was almost naked. They had came just in time to stop the man from actually rapping her. He conforted her and brought her to the couch trying to calm her. He hugged her for a long time and after a while she stopped shaking. She told him she had gone to open the door and that man told her he was a big fan and was hoping to get an autograph. She asked him how he had entered in the studio and then he stepped in against her will and shut the door...she stopped there with tears rolling down her face again.
"-Hey!" - he cleaned her tears - "you're safe now. The police took away that man, and I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you, ok?" - he said stroking her face.
She nodded and held on tigh to him.
A while later Abhi said he was taking her home. He told her to dress while he was changing in his cabinet and got up.
Panic took over Rani.
"-No, don't leave me! Please don't leave me alone!"
"-Rani...you're safe now, ok?"
"-Stay!" - she said desperatly - "Please!"
"-How will you get dress with me in here?"
"-Just don't look. I trust you."
"-Ok" - he said, and turned to the wall.
He noticed he could still see her due to one mirror that was reflecting her. He tried to look away, but irresistibly looked again and didn't desviate his eyes until she said she was ready.
He brought her home, kissed her good-night and hugged her saying that if she needed anything she could count on him.
He finally brough a light smile to her lips.
"-Thank you!" - she said hugging him back - "you're a great friend, Abhi..."

Abhishek was surprised when he heard John saying that he had just met Rani in the studio. Apparently John was surprised as well. After her rap attempt just the day before, both of them expected her to stay at home, recovering.
Abhishek wanted to talk to her, but when he managed to finish his shots, she had already left, so he decided he would stop by her place.
Her mother opened him the door and indicated the living room where Rani was.
He greeted her and she invited him to sit next to her.
"-I heard you went to work today. Why didn't you stay at home? Everyone would understand..."
"-I'm fine. Thanks to both you and John nothing happened."
"-How can you say nothing happened?" - he asked surprised, remembering her the day before when she couldn't stay alone and was desperatly asking him not to leave her side.
"-I'm trying to move on" - she said looking away first and then directly into his eyes.
Abhishek had no idea his friend was this strong. He was suddenly admiring her.
"-Can I take you somewhere?" - he said out off the blue.
"-Where?" - she asked surprised.
"-You'll see."
"-But, now?!"
He nodded.
"-Sorry Abhi...I'm really not in the mood for walks right now..."
"-Come on, you said it yourself that you wouldn't let what happened affect your life!"
She looked at him.
"-Let's go!" - he said getting up and grabbing her hand.
She was reluctant at first but then she got up as well.

They parked in Belém and walked through the gardens. They stopped at the famous "Pastéis de Belém" and bought half a douzen. Then they went to the CCB and sat against a tree in the garden next to the coffee and chat, while they ate their pastéis and saw the sun go down, reflected in the river.
Abhishek meant to cheer her up and was managing to do it. She was smiling again and he even made her laugh.
When they were heading back to the car, Abhi remembered to stop at a jeweller' store. He had spotted a beautiful silver necklace and was insisting on offering it to her. She tried to dissuade him from it but he was determinated.
"-Will you wear it if I buy it?"
"-Yes, but..."
"-Then we'll take it!"
"-Abhi..."
"-You deserve it, Rani. You've been incredibly brave. Just let me offer it."
"-But..."
"-No buts!" - he bought it and put it around her neck. It looked beautiful on her.
He dropped her home. She gave him two kisses on his cheeks and thanked again for the walk and the necklace.
"-You're welcome! This was really nice, we should do it more often..."
"-Sure!" - she smiled at him - "Thanks again!" - she waved and entered her home.

Rani and Abhi had become friends during the shots of their first film together, but they weren't very close. They were more like seasonal friends. When they were working together they got along well but then they could stay months without talking or seeing each other. What happened that night had brought them closer and now they talked almost every day and saw each other at least once a week. As months passed they became great friends and very close to each other.
They agreed to make another film together and they signed another Yash Raj film where they played a romantic couple and were the lead actors.
During the shots they became inseparable. They were shoting the outsides in Algarve and were staying at a hotel with a private beach.
While their characters were becoming more intimate and romantic with each other, Rani found herself wishing more intimacy with Abhi too, but she put the idea away, thinking she was confusing friendship and protection with love.
It was only during their characters first kiss scene she was sure that her feelings for Abhishek had evolved much beyond friendship.
They had to repite that scene over and over. She couldn't disconnect from herself and enter the character. Every time she kissed him, it wasn't Sanjana who was kissing Raj, it was her kissing Abhi in a Kiss full of sentiment and passion and everytime she quickly retrived from the kiss.
The director was becoming impacient with her. Bajen told her to complete the scene and not to end the kiss halfway again.
Rani tried to relax and concentrate.
-"Action!"
Abhishek held her against him tightly this time. He leaned to her and kissed her lips gently. She kissed him back and moved her hands from his chest to behind his neck, and they started kissing again with passion in a complete real and deep moment. When they finaly stepped a little from each other the director told them to repite the whole scene again. Rani looked at her in disbelief.
"-And no tongs this time!" - she added.

After dinner Rani and Abhishek walked around the beach near the sea and eventually sat near the pool with their legs and feet inside the water.
He was talking about their profession. How they got the chance to do things they would never do in real life. It even allow them to do things they wanted but were too embarrassed or too scared to do as themselves. Theirs characters in a way realeased them.
Rani's mind remembered their akward kiss scene earlier and nodded along without saying anything.

They were back in town at their usual Yash Raj studios. The film' shots were almost complete, there were only a few scenes left, including a love scene between the two of them.
The part of the studio were they were filming was practically empty since the scene was intimate and they would be exposed. Beyond them, the only two other people in the room were Bajen, the director, and Hannah, the assistent director.
The shot meant to show them making love. They would be naked from their waists up, but Abhi would cover Rani, so that it seemed real to the public but they wouldn't be exposed to their view.
Rani was wearing an open skirt from the shot before and a light robe. She took the robe and quickly slipped under the sheets.
Abhi took his shirt, leaving his shorts on and followed her.
When the shot began he started romancing her and moved on top of her. The memories she thought dead and buried in her mind were suddenly released when she felt Abhi's body on top of her. Flashbacks from her rap attempt were poping up in her mind without any control and she started shaking again and tears formed in her eyes.
"-Cut! Rani, what are you doing?" - Bajen asked.
Abhi got out of the bed and talked for a while with the director.
"-We'll be right back!" - Bajen and Hannan left.
Abhishek joined Rani and told her the director had allowed them twenty minutes to prepare the scene. He talked to her conforting and giving her confidence. They tried the position again and he started telling her jokes, making her to laugh.
He romanced her according to the scene and everything went well. She was finally ready for the shot.
"-Thanks, Abhi! I couldn't have done it without you..."
"-That's what friends are for." - he smiled and winked at her.
"Are you ready now?" - Hannah asked, entering the room.
"-Yes!" - Rani answered.
When they started shoting it happened again. Not the flashbacks, but the realism of the scene. Sanjana was gone and it was now Rani who was below Abhi, feeling his kisses as herself. Involved psycalogically in such a way, she allowed his hands to move to places where they were never supposed to be. They both knew the angles the cameras were shoting and Abhishek made sure those off-scene/screen touches weren't noticed by anyone else.
When they finished the shot, Bajen was emotioned,
"-You really brought Raj and Sanjana to life. It was beautiful" - she had also written the script - "We'll finish the shottings tomorrow."
When the director brough her to reality she realised what had really happened. She grabbed her robe, put it on and rapidly left for her dressing room.
She was angry and dissapointed with him. How could he had taken advantage of her? And how did she let him?
She needed to put it all out. She opened his dressing room door, closed it with a bang and started screaming at him, hitting his arm and his chest. She was feeling disgusted with him and with herself, and had tears rolling down her face.
He grabbed her arms and hold her against the wall with his face close to her.
"-How could you expect me to control myself when I had the woman I'm in love with naked below me and kissing me? How?" - he asked her.
She looked at him surprised and speechless.
"-Rani, just say something!"
She couldn't move. Her feet seemed glued to the ground and her muscles had frozen.
He was looking directly into her eyes and she saw disapointment at her lack of reaction. When he was starting to move away from her, her muscles came to life and she kissed him passionatly. He kissed her back holding her arms up and against the wall. Then he grabbed her back pulling her against him. He kissed her neck and was preparing to take her robe off. He predicted she was going to stop him and stopped himself. He looked into her eyes.
"-I'm in love with you..."
"-I'm in love with you too..."

Two Years Later

"-No Abhi! I've told you this a thousand times…” – she said releasing herself from his arms.
“-But why, Rani? We’ve been together for two years; we’re going to marry in a few months…”
“-Because, I want it to be special.”
“-And it will be special only after we’re married?”
She looked at him angrily.
“-What will be the point of marrying if we’ll be already living as a married couple? What will be the big difference between dating and marrying?”
“-Why do you have to be so conservative? Even your co-stars get to see more of your body than me!”
“-Don’t go there! This is how I am. If you can’t respect my choices, maybe we shouldn’t be marrying at all!”
“-Please, Rani! Don’t make such a drama…” – he sighted
She looked at him and then looked away. He got up and involved her in his arms.
“-I love you and I want to be with you. We have a strong relationship, I think it’s normal and it’s not at all uncommon…”
“-You think I don’t want to be with you? You think I don’t desire you; I don’t long to be touched by you? You think I don’t dream or fantasize about it? You think it’s just you who wants this?” – she asked him, looking up at his eyes.
“-You want to be with me? You desire me?” – he asked her, smiling.
“Of course I want…” – they moved a little closer to each other.
“-You fantasize and dream about me?”
“-Uh-huh…” –they inched even closer.
“-Do you love me?”
“-I love you more than I ever thought I could love a man…” – she answered as they closed their eyes and met in a deep, long and passionate kiss…

“-You know, you’re totally overrating sex…” – Abhi said a while later when they ended the kiss in the couch.
“-At least this way, you can be sure that you’re going to be the first and only man in my life.”
“-That’s true…”
“-What, you say it doesn’t matter at all, if you knew that I had had sex with all my previous boyfriends?”
He looked at her with an interrogative look.
“-What other boyfriends?”
“-I’m just saying Abhi…See what I mean, you guys say it’s normal, it’s so common, why wait till after marriage, but in reality look at you, just at the mention of other past men, you get disturbed!” – he was still looking at her – “I only had one boyfriend before you Abhi and I was 10!”
His face relaxed.
“-Hum…you’re only mine!”
“-Yes, I’m only yours…”
She smiled at him and kissed him.
“-What about you? “You’re totally overrating sex…” With how many women have you been before me? Are you saying I’m not going to be the first woman you’ll be with?”
He looked at her surprised.
“Ah…well…actually…”
Now she was looking at him with an interrogative face.
“-No, you won’t. I’m sorry…” – she was still looking at him – “Come on, don’t look at me like that…”
“-Do I know her?!”
“-No, it was when I was studying abroad.”
“-Is she American?”
“-Brazilian.”
“-Do you keep contact with her?”
“-What? No…”
“-Was she a virgin?”
“-Definitely not!”
“-You felt you had a strong relationship with her?”
“-Is this an interrogation now? No, I didn’t. You two are completely different; we were just college students that weren’t looking for anything serious. For both of us, virginity didn’t have the same meaning it has to you…”
“-To me? And if I in the past wasn’t looking for anything serious either and had lost my virginity then, would you still want to be with me, would it be exactly the same?”
“-What? I don’t know…”
“-See?”
“-Ok, baby, you won, I won’t try anything with you again till after we’re married. But in our wedding night, you’re mine!!!” – he tickled her making her too laugh.
The door bell rang.
“-Stop it!” – she said laughing – “It’s probably our room furniture…”
The two go up and went to open the door of their new apartment.

Wedding Night

Abhi opened the door to their apartment. From now on, this would be their house. He lifted her up and they made their way in. He shut the door with his back and smiled at her with a malicious look. She smiled at him too, it wasn’t hard to know that he had one and only thing in his mind. He took her to their room, laid her in the bed and in a blink of an eye he was already half undressed.
Rani got up and kissed him.
“-Wait!” – she said and closed the bathroom door.
When she came out she was wearing only the lingerie she had picked up for their first night together. She started to walk in his direction. Abhi couldn’t be more excited, he had waited more than two years for this night. He took her waist and kissed her lips. His hands moved up her back and reached her bra, unlocking it. This time there was no resistance from her part. He guided her to the bed and made her laid down carefully. He kissed her neck and her body all the way to her waist, removing her last piece of lingerie, leaving her naked. He took off his shorts and came closer to her.
He kissed her while his hands felt her breasts and her legs. While his touches became more bold, she became visible nervous. He slowly departed her legs, uniting their waists. He tried to penetrate her but she retreated with a small scream of pain. He whispered to her ear,
“-Just relax, baby…”
She took a deep breath. He kissed her neck and moved to her chest, gently squeezing and kissing her breasts. She pushed him up and kissed him with passion. He felt one of her legs and this time penetrated her all the way down.
She let out a scream that expressed all the pain she felt. Her nails craved his back and her head was pushed back when she squirm with the pain.
She expired, but the pain persisted. He continued with a now cyclic movement, apparently indifferent to her reaction and enjoying her and himself. With time his rhythm increased and so did the force of his lunges. Feeling absolutely no pleasure and a pain that wouldn’t go away, her eyes filled with tears while she let out screams at each onset.
He reached the orgasm and slowed down. A tear had rolled down her cheek. He finally looked at her and realized something was wrong. He came out from her and saw she had bleeded a lot. Just then he realized how selfish he had been, with no concern but his own pleasure, knowing this was her first time.
She couldn’t be more disappointed. She wasn’t idealistic, she knew first times don’t always go well and she was nervous…
“-I’m sorry. It was my fault, I was selfish…”
She put a finger in his lips and hold on to him. He embraced her and they remained in silence until they fell asleep.

Abhi was stoking his wife's face and hair while he watched her sleep.
Rani was waked by his touch. She opened her eyes to see him smile. She smiled back.
"-You're beautiful!" - he said.
She moved closer to him and cuddled in his arms, shuting her eyes.
"-You aren't going to sleep again, are you?"
"-Why?"
"-Because it's going to get cold."
"-What's going to get cold?"
"-Our breakfast!"
"-Breakfast?" - she opened her eyes and looked at him.
He gestured with his head and she looked at the direction he pointed, where there was a tray prepared with their breakfast.
She smiled at him truly positively surprised. He took the tray and put it on the bed between the two.
They chat, they ate and fed each other and flirt with each other. Suddenly Rani realised Abhi was checking her out. They hadn't dress yet and his evaluator gaze was making her unconfortable.
"-Abhi..."
"-What?"
"-Stop it!"
"-Stop what?"
"-Stop looking at my breasts!"
"-What?!" - he raised his eyes to hers, caught off guard - "I wasn't looking..."
"-Yeah, and I'm blind."
"-So, what's wrong with admiring the beauty of my wife's nudity? - he asked with a mischievous look.
"-It's awkward!"
"-You'll get used to be naked around me." - he continued smiling and blinked his eye at her - "I'm already at ease!"
With that he took the tray and put it on the ground, since they had both finished eating, and draw closer to her - "And you know you have the greatest body we could wish for..."
"-We?" - she smiled.
"-Uh-huh!" - and they kissed passionately.

When they ended the kiss, Rani was on top of him.
"-You know, we could name them" - he suggested while he stared at her chest.
"-What?! No!"
"-This could be Abygail, this could be Julia..."
She took his wrists and pinned them against the bed.
"-There's no way you're going to name my boobs. Unless you want me to start calling your penis Little Abhi!"
"-"Little"?!?!?" - he said with an ultrage face. Her teasing expression was provoking him so he turned her around and she ended below him.
"-Mr. Abhi is not "little"!" - he state with a confident voice.
"-Ah! You named your own penis!" - she covered her mouth with a stunned expression.
He turned red and she started laughing.
"-Stop it! Mr. Abhi and I will attack you!" - he threated, smoothly pinching her.
"-Ok, ok!" - she said trying to stop - "Now move, I want to go to the bathroom."
She turned at the door to see him checking out her ass. She rolled her eyes, but her ego was loving the attention.
"-Babe, don't walk in while I'm in the bathroom, ok? You know what they say, "love carries on, but the passion ends in the bathroom", lets keep up the flame of passion alive, ok?"
"-Unless you're in the bathtube, right?"
"-Sure" - she blinked an eye at him - "Unless I'm having a bath..."

...

Abhi walked her to the door. She was going to her parents house to pick up things she had forgotten during the moving and that she wanted to take to their honney-moon.
"-I'll be back in a couple of hours, ok?"
He bended down, took her waist and started kissing her lips. She moved her body closer to his and put her hands behind his neck, while her fingers passed through his hair. She slightly departed her lips, allowing his tongue in. She stepped back while he stepped foward, until her back felt the wall. One of her hands stroke his face, while they continued kissing passionately.
She felt Abhi retreating from the kiss and bit sensually his bottom lip. Then gave him a quick last kiss.
"-Bye!" - she smiled at him and closed the door behind her.

Later...

Rani revolved the keys inside the door lock and entered, putting down the bags. She dropped her wallet on the sofa and looked around. The house was dived in silence and darkness, the only light came from a few small candles on the ground, she noticed.
Along those candles were rose petals and the two seemed to form a path for her to follow.
She walked beside the trail that ended in the balcony, where she found Abhi at a table, beautifully decorated. He was smiling at her and immediately got up to help her sit.
Her heart completely melted at the surprise. She had never imagined he could be so romantic.
He served what he said it was an afrodisiac dinner, wich she found very suggestive.
During dinner Abhi was thinking how lucky he was for having fallen in love with his best friend and for that feeling to be mutual. He had prepared that surprise to compensate her for the night before. Tonight it would be all about her pleasure.
After having eaten and chated, he took the plates and the food inside, refusing any help. He took a while to come back and she soon found out why. He had made a trail similar to the first one that led all the way to their room. She walked the trail in his arms and found the room lightned by candles and the bed decorated with rose petals. Rani was completely enchanted, she stoke his face and kissed his cheek.
Abhishek did everything to make the night special, he was loving, caring, charming and dedicated all the due time to each of her body parts, with no rush, before slowly and carefully entering her. Their union was long and intense, sweet and passionate, profund and full of pleasure, for both.

Years Later

Black's credits were passing on the Tv. One of the twins jumped out off the couch when he saw his mom coming in.
He looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time,
"-Mom, you're amazing! You must, you absolutely must agree to be the lead actress in my first film! Please say yes!"
"-I would be honored to, but now what you have to worry about is school!" - she said smilling at her son.
"-I thought I was starring your film?!" - said his twin brother.
"-And you will, and dad too. I'll start writting the script right away!"
"-What you two are going to start doing right away is preparing to sleep." - said Abhishek, who had entered in the living-room in the mid time.
"-Dad, isn't mommy a superb actress?"
"-Of course she is. The most talented in India!" - he declared, embracing her from behind and kissing her cheek.
"-I want to be like mommy!" - said a sweet and sleepy voice.
Abhishek lifted Sussi up and put her in his lap. She looked a lot like her mom and, according to Rani's parents, she was like a two and a half years old clone version of Rani when she was that age.
"-And why do you want to be like mommy?"
"-Because mommy's beautiful..." -she said, laying her head down her fathers's chest and closing her eyes.
"-My beautiful baby..." - Rani said, lifting her up from her dad's arms - "...let's go to sleep now..."
When the children were already in bed, Abhishek pulled her close to him and whispered to her ear,
"-I love you..."
She answered in the same whispering tone,
"-I love you too..."
"Let's dance..." - he said.
And though there was no music, they sang in a low voice, holding on tight to each other, while they sway thoughout the living-room.

The End

Uma Viagem, Vários Destinos

2009-06-04T14:53:00.006+01:00

Capítulo I

Os longos e escuros cabelos de Alice caíam sobre a almofada, refletindo os raios de sol do novo dia que entravam pela janela. Embrenhada num sono profundo, a sua mente demorou a despertar quer para a campainha, quer para o telemóvel que tocavam incessantemente. Quando finalmente os sentidos a despertaram, apercebeu-se das horas. Levantou-se de um salto e foi a correr abrir a porta a Francisco.
O seu melhor amigo encontrava-se especado à entrada do apartamento, "Não acredito que ela me voltou a fazer isto!". Estava bastante irritado, em termos de pontualidade eram verdadeiros opostos. A porta abriu-se à sua frente:
-"Desculpa, desculpa, desculpa!" - redimiu-se Alice, segurando-lhe o rosto e dando-lhe um beijo na face - "Adormeci!"
-"Adormeci!" - repetiu Francisco com uma voz distorcida - "E se fosse eu a fazer-te o mesmo? Já é a segunda vez Alice!" - continuou zangado.
-"Desculpa..." - repetiu Alice com olhos de bambi.
-"Vá, pára lá com a chantagem emocional" - respondeu Francisco com o coração amolecido.
Alice sorriu - "Entra, eu vou-me vestir e volto já. Já comeste?" - perguntou enquanto desaparecia pelo corredor.
-"Já, mas eu preparo-te o pequeno-almoço."
-"Kiko, não é preciso..." - reapareceu Alice.
-"Alice, vai-te vestir, senão vamos chegar atrasados!"
-"Ok, ok, estou a ir..." -brincou.
Francisco suspirou ao vê-la desaparecer de novo para o interior da casa. A Alice não tinha consciência do efeito que causava nele ao aparecer assim, com uma camisa de noite que cobria o mínimo do seu elegante corpo. Eles podiam ser apenas amigos, os melhores amigos, mas ele continuava a ser um homem, e não era de todo indiferente à sua beleza. Alice tinha um corpo bem delineado, olhos brilhantes cor de mel, longos cabelos negros que lhe caíam em ondas sobre os ombros e ao longo das costas, e um sorriso, sim, era o que mais atraía Francisco na sua amiga, o seu sorriso mágico e delicioso que o deixava sempre rendido.

Capítulo II

Os seus amigos Teresa e Zack tinham convidado todo o grupo para passar o fim-de-semana na casa de praia que tinham adquirido recentemente. Zack O'neill era um médico irlandês que tinha vindo para Lisboa em Erasmus vários anos antes; depois de ter estado um ano a estudar em Portugal percebeu que nunca mais sairia desta nova casa e que não conseguia viver sem a sua colega portuguesa que lhe roubara o coração. Teresa e Zack tinham-se casado há cerca de um ano e trabalhavam em diferentes hospitais em Lisboa.
Ter oportunidade de estar dois dias seguidos com o seu grupo de amigos era uma ocasião rara, já não eram estudantes e todos trabalhavam e tinham as suas responsabilidades. Era a ocasião ideal para porem a conversa em dia e matarem saudades.
Resolveram jantar num restaurante junto à praia que tinha uma esplanada com vista para o mar.
-"Francisco" - começou a Carla, a jornalista do grupo, que trabalhava para a estação televisiva Sic - "só faltas tu, conta lá as novidades, continuas na Teixeira Duarte?
-"Sim, estou agora a trabalhar na projecção de uma nova ponte, juntamente com outro colega que também é Engenheiro Civil."
-"Muito bem! Então e namoradas?" - perguntou com um sorriso malicioso.
-"Bem, ultimamente tenho saído com uma advogada que conheci há tempos..."
-"O quê? E não me contaste nada?" - perguntou surpreendida a Alice.
-"Ainda só fomos jantar duas vezes. Não foi nada de importante, por isso é que ainda não tinha dito nada" - respondeu o Francisco.
-"Se é importante para a mencionares aqui, já é alguma coisa e além disso nunca me falaste de nenhuma advogada." - continuou Alice ofendida.
-"Falei-te sim, a Catarina, a amiga do Miguel, que andou comigo na faculdade, lembraste?" - respondeu surpreendido com a reacção da sua amiga.
Durante um breve silêncio incomodativo, os seus amigos entreolharam-se e Zack resolveu quebrar o silêncio, mudando de assunto:
-"Bem, eu e a Teresa estivémos a conversar outro dia, e se calhar vão achar isto uma ideia um bocado disparatada, mas e se fizessemos um interrail? Ainda estamos a tempo e seria uma experiência interessante...o que é que acham?"
-"Isso é uma ideia surpreendente, e interessante claro, não sei..." - disse a Carla.
-"Pensem nisso durante uns dias e depois digam-nos, mas considerem mesmo, ok?"

Capítulo III

No dia seguinte decidiram-se ficar pela piscina e o Francisco e a Alice conversavam animadamente dentro de água. A reacção da farmacêutica ao saber que Francisco andava a sair com outra mulher surpreendeu-a a si própria, tinha-se sentido traída sem razão absolutamente nenhuma, o kiko era livre de namorar ou sair com quem ele quisesse, afinal eles eram só amigos. Porque é que ela sentia que algo estava errado? Olhava os olhos azuis e penetrantes do seu melhor amigo. Nunca seriam mais do que isso? Kiko nunca olharia para si como uma mulher? Esse pensamento entristeceu-a momentaneamente.
-"Está tudo bem?"
-"Está, mas eu vou sair um bocado da água. Até já!"
Francisco ficou a ver Alice sair da piscina e deitar-se na toalha. Ela mexia com ele e o corpo dela deixava-lo doido. Às vezes tinha de se controlar e lembrar-se que eram apenas amigos. A Alice nunca imaginaria os pensamentos menos próprios que por vezes atravessavam o seu espírito, pensou Francisco. Ele tinha consciência que ela sentia apenas amizade e não queria estragar isso.
Os olhos de Alice cruzaram-se com os de Francisco, que lhe sorriu. Ela retribuiu o sorriso e observou-o. O kiko, agora que o considerava dessa perspectiva, era bastante bonito, não sabia como nunca tinha reparado nisso.
A Teresa deitou-se ao seu lado:
-"Estás com um ar pensativo, passa-se alguma coisa? - perguntou.
-"Não se passa nada...só umas ideias tolas." - A Alice sorriu -"Estive a pensar nisso do interrail, e podem contar comigo, acho uma óptima ideia!"
-"O que é que é uma óptima ideia?" - perguntou o Kiko.
-"O interrail" - responderam-lhe.
-"Eu também acho, por mim vamos!" - disse Kiko, deitando-se do outro lado de Alice.
-"Mas isso é óptimo, vou já contar ao Zack!" - disse a Teresa, levantando-se.
-"E o menino não tem a sua própria toalha? Tem de ocupar metade da minha?"
-"Sabes que eu não consigo estar longe de ti!" - brincou.
A Alice sorriu-lhe, acariciou-lhe uma das faces e deu-lhe um beijo carinhoso na outra.
-"Eu também não." - respondeu num tom mais sério que surpreendeu Francisco.

Capítulo IV

Os cinco amigos reuniram-se ao jantar no apartamento do Francisco. Combinavam-se os últimos pormenores antes da compra dos bilhetes do Interrail. Tinham-se decidido pelo bilhete Interrail One Country Pass para os Países Baixos, Bélgica e Luxemburgo, conhecidos como Benelux. Seriam oito dias, um para visitar Luxemburgo, três para conhecerem a Bélgica e quatro para a Holanda.
-"Portanto, já temos mais ou menos definido o que vamos fazer cada dia, temos os horários dos comboios e as reservas nos albergues. O parque de campismo ainda temos de ver se precisamos de reservar e já temos a reserva do avião de Lisboa para o Aeroporto de Luxemburgo dia quinze de Agosto às sete da manhã" - disse Zack.
-"Sim, e o voo de volta também. Falta-nos é comprar os bilhetes do interrail. Faltam dois meses, portanto já os podemos comprar" - continuou a Alice.
-"Exacto, e não se esqueçam que na Holanda, o Vítor junta-se a nós." - disse a Carla.
-"E levamos três tendas, uma nossa, outra tua, Carla e outra do Francisco" - disse a Teresa.
-"Ah! Esqueci-me de vos dizer, eu aluguei um filme, o "Before Sunrise", que dizem que é muito bom, e apesar de não irmos visitar os países que mostram no filme, acho que é uma boa inspiração para a nossa viagem, Querem ver depois do jantar?"
-"Kiko, eu adorava, mas o Zack e eu temos banco hoje. A seguir ao jantar temos de ir para o hospital. Desculpa..."
-"Eu acho uma óptima ideia..." - disse a Alice, sorrindo-lhe docemente.
-"Não me leves a mal, mas eu já vi o filme, e posso assegura-vos que é muito bom, mas estou muito cansada e amanhã de manhã vou para fora de Lisboa em reportagem e preciso de ir para casa descansar, fica para a próxima, está bem?" - respondeu a Carla.
-"Claro que não levo a mal, e além disso, tenho a companhia da Alice, que é preciosa!" - respondeu, sorrindo na direcção da amiga, que lhe lançou um sorriso tímido, não esperando aquele elogio.
Os amigos cruzaram olhares entre si, revelando o mesmo pensamento, aquela era a sua deixa para saírem.
Depois de Zack, Teresa e Carla se terem despedido, a Alice e o Francisco aninharam-se no sofá para assistirem ao filme, partilhando um cobertor e uma taça de pipocas.
Quando o filme começou, o Francisco envolveu a Alice sob o seu braço, colocando-o em volta dos ombros dela, ao que ela respondeu chegando-se mais perto e encostando a cabeça ao peito do Kiko.
O facto de os amigos não poderem ter ficado agradava a ambos secretamente. Envolvidos naquele abraço, sentiam-se unidos numa simbiose perfeita.
Deixaram-se envolver no romantismo inerente à história e o Francisco puxou-a discretamente para mais perto de si e ela quase automaticamente colocou uma das mãos no peito do Kiko, aproximando o seu rosto do dele. A escassos centímetros um do outro, a Alice sorriu-lhe. Ele segurou-lhe o rosto com a mão do seu braço livre e acabou por beijar-lhe longamente uma das suas bochechas.
A Alice olhou-o nos olhos por uns momentos e voltou a envolver-se nos seus braços, indagando-se sobre o que tinha acabado de acontecer, enquanto assistiam ao resto do filme. Depois deste acabar, o Kiko insistiu que lhe queria mostrar algo e deixou-a no sofá à espera dele. Como estava a demorar, a Alice encostou a cabeça às almofadas e acabou por adormecer.
Quando voltou, o Francisco abanou a cabeça pensando para si próprio "Tinha de ser...!". Chamou-a baixinho, mas não obteve resposta.
Observou-a durante alguns momentos; pensou em acordá-la para a ir levar a casa, mas não teve coragem de perturbar o seu sono tão pacífico. Acariciou-lhe uma das faces e beijou-lhe a testa. De seguida pegou-a delicadamente ao colo para não a acordar e levou-a para o quarto.

Capítulo V

-"Kiko, tens noção das horas? Estamos atrasadíssimos!"
-"Eu sei, eu sei! Desculpa!" - respondeu enquanto acabava de meter a mala da Alice na bagageira do táxi e se sentavam os dois no seu interior.
Fizeram o check-in e dirigiram-se apressadamente para a sala de embarque. Quando ainda estavam na zona "Free-shop" ouviram uma voz feminina:
-"Última chamada, voo 746 de Lisboa para Luxemburgo, porta 10!" - que voltou a repetir o anúncio.
Olharam um para o outro de olhos arregalados. O Kiko agarrou na mão da amiga e correram a toda a velocidade em direcção à porta de embarque.
A funcionária disse para se apressarem que o autocarro que iria levar os últimos passageiros estava prestes a sair.
Desceram as escadas apressadamente, o autocarro já tinha fechado as portas e estava arrancar.
Quando os avistou, o motorista travou e abriu as portas de trás. O Francisco entrou primeiro e ainda de mãos dadas com a amiga, puxou a Alice para junto de si. Assim que a Alice entrou, o motorista fechou a porta e arrancou. O impulso projetou a Alice, que ainda não tivera tempo para se agarrar, contra o Kiko, ficando os seus rostos a centímetros de distância, situação que parecia vir-se a repetir com frequência nos últimos meses, pensou Francisco.
A respiração de ambos estava acelerada. A Alice não sabia dizer se era exclusivamente da corrida ou da proximidade. Com a adrenalina a percorrer o seu corpo, o impulso de o beijar era forte, mas o medo e o nervosismo de não ser correspondida apoderaram-se de si contra a sua vontade, que involuntariamente começou a rir, precisamente no momento em que o Kiko tinha ganho coragem para lhe mostrar o que verdadeiramente sentia por ela, para além da amizade que os unia.
O Francisco começou a rir-se também. A mão que segurava a cintura de Alice aliviou a pressão e esta, que tinha ambas as mãos no peito do amigo, afastou-se um pouco e segurou o poste do autocarro. O ambiente ficou mais leve.
Entraram no avião e quando se dirigiam para os seus lugares avistaram os amigos, que lhes acenaram e apontaram para o relógio abanando a cabeça. A Alice apontou para o Kiko que se riu e encolheu os ombros.
Sentados junto a uma das janelas do lado direito do avião, a conversa entre os dois amigos era escassa e a tensão e energia que os envolvia tinha voltado aumentar.
Aquele impasse entre os dois era bastante incomodativo, ambos inibidos de dar o primeiro passo, inseguros apesar do instinto lhes dizer o contrário. Para se libertar momentaneamente daquela tensão, a Alice levantou-se dizendo que ia à casa-de-banho.
O Francisco ficou a vê-la, enquanto ela esperava que alguma ficasse livre.
Encostada à parede e embrenhada nos seus pensamentos sentiu umas mão envolverem a sua cintura e virou-se, tendo apenas tempo de vislumbrar a cara do Francisco, antes de sentir a mão deste apoiar-lhe o rosto, fechar os olhos e sentir a pressão dos seus lábios, contra os seus.
Envolvidos num beijo profundo, há muito desejado e reprimido, todas as suas inseguranças e inibições se perderam. Naquele momento, a 9000 metros de altitude, apenas os dois existiam. Sentiram a porta da casa-de-banho abrir-se e a pessoa que lá estava sair.
Conduzida por Kiko, desapareceram os dois para o seu interior, ignorando o mundo exterior.
Boquiaberta, a Carla dirigiu-se ao lugar da Teresa e do Zack.
-"Não vão acreditar no que é que eu acabei de ver ao sair da casa-de-banho!" - disse entusiasmada.

Capítulo VI

O Francisco afastou-se ligeiramente do corpo da Alice, em busca de ar depois de um beijo intenso, apaixonado e demorado.
Abriu os olhos e viu que ela lhe sorria. Ele sorriu também e puxou-a de novo para junto de si, ficando os seus rostos a milímetros de distância. A Alice aproximou-se mais e deu-lhe um beijo calmo e suave.
Ao saírem finalmente da casa de banho de mão dadas ouviram alguém chamá-los. Voltaram-se e viram os seus amigos a meterem-se com eles. Riram-se e a Alice segurou o rosto do Kiko com a mão livre e deu-lhe um beijo terno numa das bochechas.
"-Vous n'avez pas d'honte, n'est ce pas?"
Olharam na direcção da voz. Uma assistente de bordo fitava-os com um olhar de desprezo. Entreolharam-se espantados.
"-Vous trouvez que nous sommes dans quelque motel? Les toilets ne sont pas des chambres!" - continuou zangada.
A Alice corou até à ponta dos cabelos. Subitamente todos os passageiros mais próximos tinham os olhares fixos neles. Inesperadamente ouviu o Kiko a tentar reprimir uma gargalhada. Deu-lhe um esticão no braço e olhou para ele incrédula.
"-Kiko!" - protestou em voz baixa.
"-Ah! Le monsieur pense que c'est raison pour rigoler, quoi?!"
"-Madame, excusez, mais nous n'avons fait rien de que vous avez imaginé.." - começou a Alice.
"-J'ai vu très bien qu'est ce qui c'est passé!"
O Kiko não se conseguiu controlar mais e desmanchou-se a rir às gargalhadas.
"-Kiko!" - exclamou bem alto a Alice dando-lhe uma palmada no braço.
A uns metros de distância soavam também as gargalhadas da Teresa, do Zack e da Carla.
"-Vocês são inacreditáveis!" - respondeu-lhes chateada.
"Pardonne-moi madame! Nous sommes desolés. C'été la derniére fois! - disse o Francisco. Agarrou na mão da Alice e afastaram-se rapidamente para os seus lugares antes que a hospedeira pudesse responder.
Mais tarde à saída do avião a assistente de bordo lançou-lhes um olhar fatal, enquanto balbuciava de lábios quase cerrados, os agradecimentos por terem escolhido aquela companhia de voo.
Deixaram as malas na pousada onde conseguiram arranjar vaga e partiram à descoberta da cidade.

Continua...

O Novo Professor De Natação

2009-06-02T15:02:00.002+01:00

O seu rosto era simpático, amável. Mostrou-se cordial, o que lhe fez supor que se iriam dar bem ao longo dos meses que se avizinhavam.
Na aula seguinte reparou que desta vez ele trazia apenas uma T-shirt. Os calções tinham desaparecido e no seu lugar encontrava-se um fato de banho escuro e justo que lhe aderia à pele e evidenciava os seus atributos masculinos.
Os olhos devoraram-lhe o corpo com uma atracção crescente. Um íman invisível parecia estar a puxá-la.
Enquanto ele dava as últimas instruções às duas turmas de pistas contíguas, pareceu reparar no seu olhar, o que lhe fez rapidamente desviá-lo.
Depois de concluírem as seis pistas alternadas de crawl e bruços, olhou em volta da piscina tentando avistá-lo. Só então reparou que ele não se encontrava fora, mas sim dentro da mesma. Desta vez de tronco nú com gotas de água a percorrerem o seu corpo emerso. A sua barba curta e escura agora molhada dava-lhe uma moldura de rosto diferente, o que fez com que não o reconhecesse logo.
Sentiu imediatamente diferenças involuntárias na sua postura corporal e um pequeno nervosismo percorrer o seu corpo. Podia dizer honestamente que nunca tinha sentido nada assim, uma verdadeira e pura atracção física, exclusivamente corporal que lhe fazia a mente voar para fantasias até então desconhecidas.
Nunca tinha gostado muito do estilo de costas por não lhe permitir ver para onde se dirigia, nem o que estava à sua volta. Enquanto nadava tentava perceber o que estava a sentir, sempre que o olhava. De repente sentiu umas mãos segurarem-na e viu-o debruçar-se um pouco sobre si.
"-Quando estiveres a nadar costas, exprimenta colocar os braços assim quando entram na água." - disse exemplificando.
Aquilo foi tão inesperado que quase se engasgou com a água da piscina.
"-Ok." - foi tudo o que conseguiu articular.
Mais tarde, quando ia abandonar as instalações da piscina, viu-o de novo.
Ele olhou-a nos olhos e sorriu-lhe.
"-Até para a semana!" - respondeu-lhe, correspondendo-lhe com outro sorriso igualmente doce.

Encontrar Um Rumo

2009-06-02T14:49:00.002+01:00

O vento fustigava o seu corpo fazendo o seu cabelo e as suas roupas oscilarem, ensopados na chuva torrencial que caía naquela noite.
Sem se demover, o seu rosto duro fitava o horizonte. Dor e ódio eram tudo o que sentia.
A revolta ameaçava apoderar-se do seu espírito, enquanto tentava lembrar-se do que era a felicidade. Sabia que já a tinha sentido, mas não conseguia recordar um só momento. As suas memórias estavam difusas e distantes. Acima de tudo, enterradas, tal como a sua fé na humanidade.
Fechou os olhos. Gritos, tiros, som seco de metal a cortar a carne. Carne humana. Sangue, morte, sofrimento. Não, não valia a pena continuar a sofrer; os valores, a atitude correcta, a justiça, o bem das pessoas não lhe interessavam mais.
Sair. Sim, sair seria o próximo passo, para fora do país, para longe desta gente obcecada, fanática, tirana e cruel. Agora só.
Uma lágrima escorreu-lhe pelo rosto. Só!
Seria fraqueza desistir assim? Deixar de lutar, não exigir uma vingança? Perpetuar a violência? Mesmo que fosse já não lhe importava. O que quer que fizesse não traria de volta ninguém a quem a vida já abandonara o corpo.
A única coisa que queria era engolir e esquecer a dor que se fechava sobre o seu peito e que lhe dificultava a respiração. E quem sabe um dia, descobrir de novo o que era ser feliz...
Os músculos do seu rosto contraíram-se. Abriu os olhos num movimento rápido e num grito cortante exprimiu e libertou com todas as suas forças toda a sua dor, toda a sua revolta.

Ranishek fanfic

2009-06-02T14:42:00.002+01:00

A suggestion for a continuation of the fanfic "Friends or Lovers?" by Modupe from:http://z13.invisionfree.com/RanishekOnlineForums/index.php?showtopic=174&st=0

Rated: T - English - Romance

Abhi hugged her tightly, he had missed her very much the last months, she had avoided him after his declaration of love to her and made him feel like shit. He had moved on, he was dating this awesome woman and now Rani was bringing back again all those feeling he had for her. "I, I guess I thought you would wait for me". She loved him too. He felt she was playing with his feelings and that wasn't fair.
They stepped back a little from each other, she looked up at him, she had tears in her eyes, maybe she was regretting her attitude towards him over the last months. He didn't know, but he knew he was in love with her still, but he also liked Aish, his heart was confused and he couldn't see Rani tearful, he raised a hand to clear one tear that had rolled to her check.
Her heart was painful, she felt so angry with herself, why had she been so stupid, why did she let him go when she was in love with him too, how could she have been so selfish and then believe that somehow he would wait for her. She couldn't help regretting while looking into his big dark eyes. She felt his fingers touch her check, wiping out her tear, only if she could go back in time…
-"I'm sorry."- was all she could pronounce. His eyes got wider. "I'm sorry for my selfishness, my egocentrism, my behavior, If I could go back in time…"
Her words were cut off by the pressure of his lips against hers, she responded to the kiss. It started off tender, slow, his hands rolled down her waist, while hers met behind his neck. Their heads changed angle, the kiss became more passionate, deeper. They moved closer to each other and against the wall. No single thought crossed both of their minds except the word desire. He pulled her up, her legs across his hips, his hand unbuttoning her shirt, while hers did the same.
He pushed her on to the bed and took off the rest of his clothes.
Rani looked at his naked body who was now taking off her bottom clothes and realized how this would end, she couldn't stop it halfway, she didn't want to. She had never been in love with anyone else; if she had come too late, if she had lost him, at least she would have that night to remember, she thought, to comfort and convince her own mind of what she was doing. Abhi was now caressing her skin and kissing all her body, starting from bellow, she couldn't avoid releasing small sounds of pleasure.
He took her bra, the last piece of cloth she had on and gently squeezed her breasts while licking, kissing and biting the nips. Her hands hold his head while he did this, showing in a way her incentive to carry on. He moved up to her neck, while their waists met and fit and she opened her legs to welcome his. Their lips met again in a passionate kiss, while his hands pressured hers along her head.
She couldn't help a small scream when he penetrated her. The pain was sudden and strangely mixed with pleasure; the feeling of him inside her couldn't be described in words while he came again and again. She was a virgin, he realized, the resistance when he penetrated her and why she wasn't moving like she would and the somehow painful scream couldn't mean anything else.
The feeling of being the fist man in her life made him feel she was all his. "she must love me", he thought, she wouldn't wait so long, especially in the show business world, to "waist" it on me if she didn't have strong feelings for me. He felt his love and respect for her increase. His anger towards her selfishness was long gone.
The pleasure increased greatly as they reached the orgasm at the same time. The contractions of her vagina made her feel him even more while it gave him more pleasure. They kissed again and after a while he got off from top of her and laid next to her. They automatically cuddled together, her head against his chest, their legs crossed, his arm holding hers on the top of his stomach and they fell asleep.
Abhi woke up first in the morning, he looked down at Rani's sleeping face and to her naked body and smiled remembering their night. He thought of Aishwarya and how he cheated her almost without thinking, and that had been very wrong. She was an amazing woman who cared for him and she didn't deserve what he had just done to her. He knew it would hurt her terribly but he would have to be honest with her and tell her the truth, all of it, and the sooner the better. If Rani was willing to give a chance to their love, he was too, he truly loved her, like he had never loved anyone before, that was clear to him now.
Rani woke up soon after Abhi and found herself cuddled in his arms, as they had fallen asleep. Reality hit her hard, as she remembered their night. She couldn't find the reasons for letting it happen. She had always had that conviction that most people her age find an overcome idea, that her first time would be with her husband after marriage or at least with a man she loved and had a strong and long relationship, a commitment that might or might not lead to marriage, but what they had would be serious. And what had she done? She had slept with Abhishek. They had a long history of friendship and she loved him more than she had ever loved any man, but what relationship did they have? Absolutely none, in fact he was dating another woman, whom he had said he liked…
She felt confused, guilty, used, disappointed with herself, with her personal life. How could she be friends with Abhi after this? Would he tell Aish what had happened between them? How would she take it? The two of them didn't get along already. Had this meant anything for Abhi?
All this questions were piling up in her mind, she was thinking too much, she had to get out, she needed space, and she needed air. She sat and look at Abhi, his warm eyes looked into hers. He was smiling.
-"Good morning!" – he said.
-"Good morning" – she answered, while avoiding his gaze, looking down, involuntarily at his naked body. She felt a pain in her heart and missed air.
-"Abhi, I can't…I need to be alone…" – she got up and walked towards the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Her eyes filled with tears.
Abhishek didn't quite expect that reaction, he wanted to talk to her, he got up and looked at the bed. He saw the blood stain in the sheets. He imagined how she should be feeling. He couldn't leave her alone like she had asked; they had to clear up things right now.
-"Rani!" – He said while he knocked and opened the bathroom door. He saw her quickly wiping her tears, so he wouldn't see.
He grabbed her waist and pushed her close to him. Her naked breasts were touching his chest at the rhythm of her nervous breath.
-"Abhi, please!"
-"I love you Rani! Always have, always will. I want to be with you. I want us to work. Will you give us a chance?"
-"And Aish?" – She asked.
-"We didn't have anything serious. I'll end everything with her today!" – he smiled at Rani.
She gave him a big smile and hugged him tightly and they gave a long passionate kiss…

And they lived happily ever after. The end! lol

video suggestion: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKZDdWiuFU8

Vibha and Rohan - three years later

2009-06-02T14:26:00.015+01:00

Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Fanfiction Laaga Chunari Mein Daag

Chapter 1 - Shadows Of The Past

Rohan's Office party was taking place at the taj mahal hotel in Mumbai. Some of the most important and influence people in India were attending, from politicians, economists, lawyers. This was probably the fifth event related to Rohan's work that Vibha was attending. They had been happily married for three years now.
She started University soon after their unplanned marriage in Benares and her graduation as a fashion designer was almost complete. She was known between her husband's colleagues as a lovely person and everyone enjoyed her presence.Rohan loved his wife very much. He was still stunned with his own attitude in Benares when he proposed to her, Knowing that they barely knew each other, but he was thankful everyday for having her next to him and to be a prisoner of her spell, like he used to joke with her.
People were gathering in small groups in tables where, previously, they had dinner or standing while they talked. A small band had been hired and a few couples were dancing at the rhythm of the soft music. Rohan held Vibha's waist while they were dancing and smiling at each other. She gave him a light kiss on his lips:
- "I love you!"
- "I love you too, baby!"
She laid her head against his chest and they continued dancing tightly.
The music ended and the dancing couples started to disperse through the room.
"-Natasha! Wow, it's been a long time. Didn't expect to see you here."
Vibha felt her heart skip a beat and her nails almost craved Rohan's hand skin when she heard this words. The voice was too familiar. She and Rohan turned to see Mr Sigh (?) , through whom they had met in the plane to Switzerland.
"-So, you decided to access the services of our PR manager" - he said to Rohan.Vibha wished to disappear, her embarrassment was visible.
"-Mr Sigh, this is my wife Mrs Vibhavary Verma." - said Rohan with a confident, strong voice.
Mr Sigh's face expression was of total shock, surprise and curiosity. He looked from Rohan to Vibha, and from her to Rohan again.
"-So, you quit the business, huh?" - he said to Vibha.
"-My wife is a respectful woman and she should and will be treated like that!" - Rohan cut, with his voice tone a little raised.
The surprise, the excess of drinks he had taken and the sense of opportunity to take revenge on some recent business Rohan had prejudice, all came together for him to say something he would never say under normal conditions:
"-Respect?! What respect? You married a hooker!" - he said loudly, in a clear provoking tone, looking directly into Rohan's eyes.Rohan's reaction was automatic; he punched Mr Sigh in the face, who responded with another punch in Rohan s stomach. They were starting a fight. Vibha felt a shiver going through her spine when she heard the word hooker and saw Rohan's reaction:
"- Stop! Stop it!" - she and other people got between them, trying to separate them.
She was feeling extremely embarrassed, people were looking at them, they couldn't have done a scene like that in such a place. What would Rohan's colleagues think? Would he be tainted and prejudiced after that? Of course he would, and she was the reason, she was guilty of all that.
She felt people's gazes like burns. She got out of the room and went to the reception. She asked for her coat and purse and left a note for her husband.
Rohan put himself together, gaining control again. His colleagues let him go. Everyone was looking and commenting what they had just seen and heard.
"- What happened, Rohan?" - asked one of his colleagues.
"- Where's Vibha?" - was his response.
Someone said something about her leaving the room a few moments before.The receptionist told him she had left and gave him her note.

Chapter 2 - A New Life

Vibha entered her old apartment. Although she was living with Rohan and his grandmother at their house, she had decided to keep her own place. It had been months since the last time she had entered there.
Her past had never been an issue since the day they had married. She frequently thought she was living a fairy tale, Rohan couldn’t be real. She was very cautious at first, always scared that one day her past would speak louder, but now she was too comfortable with her life. Nevertheless, from nowhere her past came into their lives again, she felt extremely guilty and scared. Scared of what would happen between her and Rohan...this last thought left her sick, she ran into the bathroom and threw up everything she had eaten.

The next day :

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I know this was my entire fault. I need some time alone. I'll be at my apartment." - Rohan reread the note.
He noticed that the rumors about his fight and his wife had reached everyone in his office. Except they were more than rumors, they were true..."For me, you're the Ganges herself" - he remembered, and now he was feeling ashamed of Vibha. Seeing her through other people's eyes made him feel disgusted. Imagining Mr Sigh touching Vibha, as well as so many other men was increasing his despise and jealously for her.

Vibha was sick all morning and kept throwing up. She had noticed small changes, but it was all coming together now. She bought some pregnancy tests at lunch time from her classes at college, and they came back all positive.
She felt her womb, while she imagined herself as a mother and smiled. She thought of Rohan as she was regretting her attitude the night before. He stood by her, he defended her, and she cowardly left. They had to talk and clear things up and she had to tell him about the baby.

Later...

She stepped out of the house, crying. Emotions had taken over her. His face, his anger, his words, the disgust in his eyes, She could have faced and took that from anybody, but not from him. Every word he said hit her like a stab. She heard his shouts, she saw his rage and she didn't utter a word. He finished and she left. Was this the end?
Before reaching the gate she stopped, something was wrong, she felt dizzy. She massaged her forehead, took a deep breath and stepped out of the gate into the street.
Rohan followed her with his eyes through the window. He was angry and rage was still running through his veins. In the middle he said things he didn't feel just to hurt her, to unload everything on her, all the comments, all the rumors, all the looks. Maybe he had went a bit too far.

"- Sir!" - said a nervous voice.
"- Yes?" - Rohan responded to his grandmother's gatekeeper.
"- It's Mrs Vibha, please come quickly!" - he answered as he disappeared through the corridor.Rohan’s anger suddenly stopped and was replaced by a pain in his heart. He ran after the other man and when he reached the street he saw her, a few meters away laying on the ground with people surrounding her.
"- Baby?!" - he called, giving her light taps in her cheek - "What happened? Baby, wake up!" - he said with a worried and shaking voice.
The sound of an ambulance was approaching. She was still reactionless.

The doctor appeared.
"- How is she, sir? What happened? What does she have?" - Rohan asked worried.
"- Well, she is ok now. She hit her head when she fainted, and we aren t sure if her vomits are just derived from the pregnancy or if she has some more serious head trauma. We will keep her in observation tonight, but she can go home tomorrow. She said she had had a discussion before the faint and we believe that that's what caused it. She can't go through strong emotions during these months. You may see her now, if you want."

Chapter 3 - Forgive

He was caught by her eyes as soon as he entered the room. He could see she was hurt, her eyes were like a mirror to her soul.He sat next to her in the bed and she automatically stepped a little from him.
-“Since when do you know?” – he started.
-“I found out this morning.” – she said, without looking at him.
-“Baby, I’m sorry! I was out of line, I didn’t mean what I said…” – he continued while he grabbed her hand.
She released her hand and went to the bathroom. He heard her, and then the flush. After a while she got out.
-“Are you ok?”
She returned to the bed without looking at him. With a pain in her heart, she said:
-“I need to rest. Please leave.”
-“Baby, I…”-“Leave!” – She repeated, now with a louder and stronger voice.

Rohan sat in the hospital corridor. He replayed their discussion in his head. He couldn’t blame her; she had all the reasons to never want to see him again. He knew she was an escort before marrying her, she never hide it from him, and he had no right to throw that to her face now.
Vibha wasn’t the kind of person who keeps resents. One didn’t even have to apologize, it was enough just showing regret and it would all be good again in seconds. This was a first in three years. He had clearly gone too far.
-“Brother? You look worried, I thought the doctor said Vibha was ok now…?!” – asked Rohan’s younger brother, interrupting his thoughts.
-“Oh, hi! Yes, she is. You can go inside if you want.”

Vibha was fighting hard with herself to control her emotions when sunshine entered her room:
-“Didi?”Vibha gave Chutki and Vivaan a big smile.
-“Hey sweeties!” – she exclaimed.
They both realized something was wrong between Vibha and Rohan as soon as they looked into her eyes. They talked for a while and they congratulated her for the baby. She smiled but looked even more sad.
-“Didi, is everything ok between you and Rohan? – She asked.
Vibha’s eyes filled with tears but she didn’t say anything. She hugged Chutki and waited until they left the room to allow the tears to shed.

It was night when Michelle appeared. How they had let her in and how she had known Vibha was in the hospital was a mystery.
-“Sweetie, I don’t know exactly what happened, but it isn’t hard for me to imagine, from what I was told. I guess how you must be feeling, but the truth is that you have two choices and what I want to tell you is this: Don’t let the shadows of your past ruin the life and the dream you built. Fight for what you achieved and make it work!”

Michelle hugged Vibha and watched her past through the gate and into the house before driving away. Vibha walked into the room darkened by the night and saw him standing in the balcony.
He turned when they were just a few meters from each other and saw her.
-“Vibha…?” – he said with surprise and stepped in her direction.
Their eyes met and hers filled with tears again. The pregnancy was leaving her too emotional, she thought.
She hugged him tightly. He hugged her back and said to her ear:
- “I’m sorry…”
-“I’m sorry too…”
He held a hand to support her face:
-“I love you…”
She lifted her hand to his face and caressed his cheek. And she kissed him.

Chapter 4 - Together

He hugged her tightly to his chest. He couldn’t believe how amazing she was, forgiving him that easily. He knew he had hurt her terribly. He was determined to compensate her during the next months to show her that he was in fact worth it.
He bended down on his knees and lifted her shirt a little bit up, exposing her belly, and with his hands on her hips, kissed it tenderly.
She held his head while he did this and let two tears roll down her cheeks. She caressed his face when he looked up at her. He got up and gently grabbed her and brought her inside.
He laid her down carefully in the bed, kissed her and laid next to her.
“-What did the doctor say? He let you out? He said he was going to keep you under observation…”
“-I had to sign a responsibility form, but I’m fine now. Even the doctor said it probably was nothing. It was just a caution procedure…”
“-Are you sure you’re alright?” – He asked, caressing her cheek.
“-Yes” – She smiled at him.
“-Good!” – He smiled back.
He approximated his face to hers and he gave her a new and long kiss.
“-I love you” – He said, looking deeply into her eyes.
“-I love you too…”
“-Baby, I’m sorry... I didn’t mean any of those things; I had no right to say what I said and treat you like that. You’re the most important person in my life. I don’t ever want to lose you…”
She saw sincerity in his eyes.
“-Don’t…don’t do that again… - a flashback of his shouts and angry face quickly crossed her spirit, bringing tears to her eyes – I don’t ever want to lose you either, but I won’t face that again from you.
He knew she meant it. Forgiven but never forgotten.
“-Let’s put it behind us now, ok?” – She added.
He nodded. They were silent for a while.
He caressed her womb and smiled.
“-We’re going to be parents!”
She responded this time with a huge and bright smile. He even noticed a new shine in her eyes at his words.
“-And you’re going to be a great Mother!” – He joked with her, kissing her throughout her face, making her to giggle.
She moved on top of him and passed a finger though his lips.
“You are going to be an awesome Dad “– She said, smiling at him.
Still smiling, their lips met again. The kiss became more passionate and they started to undress each other...

Chapter 5 - Trio

Her enlarge belly made room through the crowd, attracted looks and imposed respect. She was accompanying Rohan in a business conference followed by a diner in a hotel in the city.
They already knew Mr. Sigh (?) would be there, but Rohan insisted on her to come as well. They had nothing to hide.
Vibha was a little nervous, afraid that something similar to the last time would happen. Rohan held her hand with confidence as they walked in and talked to the different lawyers and economists present.
They were left alone for a while and Mr. Sigh came across them. Rohan felt the increase of pressure in his hand and pressured back, giving her confidence and smiled at her.
-“Hello!” – He greeted both -" I won’t take long, I just wanted to apologize for last time. I was rude and inconvenient and for that I’m sorry. I also wanted to say that I’m happy for you and congratulations" – he indicated her belly.
Before they could answer, he quickly disappeared.
Vibha looked up at Rohan. He smiled and kissed her cheek.
“-I told you it would go alright.”
She nodded but her face still looked rather serious.

While Rohan was giving his speech at the conference, she started to experience the first contractions. She tried to relax, but they were getting more frequent and more painful. She looked at his presentation projection, it was halfway, but she couldn’t wait. She tried to make eye contact with him and their eyes immediately met. Her face said it all: It was time.
Rohan didn’t think twice. He closed his presentation at once and quickly wrapped it up in less than a minute. He helped her to get up. She was breathing hardly. As soon as they got out of the conference room, she released her first scream and leaned forward holding her belly.
Rohan was starting to panic, seeing her like that. He drove quickly to the E.R. .The doctors did a quick pelvic exam.
“He’s coming. She’s 10 cm dilated, I can already see the head, there’s no time for an epidural!”
A panic look passed through her eyes, but before she could say anything she started screaming again.
…
Rohan’s hand was turning blue and her nails were craving his skin.
“The head’s out!” – The doctors said after a while – “now push again!”
Rohan turned to look at his son’s head already out and turned pale. This was why he had gone to law school. He felt he was about to faint. A nurse rapidly gave him a chair.
She screamed again and then heard the baby’s first cry.
She looked at him tired, but smiling and a bit surprised to see him sit.
He smiled too and got up to kiss her.
They brought them the baby and put him on her chest. She couldn’t describe her feelings when she saw her son for the very first time and felt the baby’s heat in her chest. Tears of happiness filled her eyes. The baby calmed down and opened his eyes a little bit to his smiling parents.
“-He’s beautiful!” – They said emotionally to each other at the same time.

Chapter 6 - Parenthood

Vibha's parents had came to Mumbai to visit their daughters and spend some time with their beautiful grandson whom they adored.
They were staying in Rohan's grandmother's house wich ended up being a blessing for both Vibha and Rohan.
Despite Rohan's effords to convinve his wife to let little Ali with a babysitter, Vibha couldn't bear the thought of leaving the side of her newborn baby, let alone at the care of a complete stranger, no matter how many Rohan's colleagues' children she had taken care of.
Not that she didn't want a break. Being a mother was a full time job, she quickly realised and their relationship was suffering it's consequences. Most of the time they were so worn out, that their intimacy had resumed in the last months to quick kisses or cuddling at night before falling asleep in each other's arms.
The baby despite being relatively calm, once in a while seemed to have the perfect sense of oportunity to wake up crying at night everytime the romantic mood was setting on them, and for Vibha it vanished completely after putting the baby to sleep again.
Rohan, like her, was a very pround parent. He loved being a dad so much that he couldn't remember how life was before his son was born anymore.
With their private babysitters in town, Vibha and Rohan finally found the time and will to go out again.
Seven months after the birth of their first son on a friday night, the couple finally go out to dinner with their friends and hit the bars like they used to.
After a couple of hours in a karaoke bar singing and laughthing, they passed throught their favorite salsa spot.
Rohan had started sancing salsa when he was twenty, after he and a friend thought it was a great way of meeting women.
It didn't came how they expected, but Rohan felt in love with this dance style and became a pro at it.
Vibha learnt the dance and the technique with him and revealed being a natural. She too had fallen in love with this latin dance and when they danced together they had amazing fun and caught half of the bar's attention with their perfect rythm, technique, style and sensuality.
Throught out the night they eventually danced with other people, but they knew that only together they could take out the best of each other.
At ten p.m. they called home to check on the baby and at three a.m. they decided it was time to leave. Rohan had an appartment outside but close to Mumbai, near the beach and that's where they went, since Vibha's appartment was rented and she desliked hotel rooms (specially in Mumbai's) and would only agree to spend the night in one if they were abroad.
This way they could deliver themselves to the passion and make all the noise they wanted, without taking the risk of waking up the baby who still slept in their room.
They didn't know how much they longed to be in each other's arms until they were delivering to each other completely again with no external pressures or concerns. They knew each other's bodies by heart and knew exacly what turned on and gave more pleasure to each.
During pregnancy sex had became a different experience for both. At first Vibha liked it as well, but as her body grew larger, specially in the last months, she avoided sex, since she felt too tight.
Rohan didn't dislike it but had to conform. Nevertheless they found other ways to give pleasure to each other without the actual penetration.
Now, after a wild, long and very loud night like they hadn't had in a long time they felt asleep holding on to each other too tired to do it yet again.
The next day, with their energies restaured they delivered themselves to pleasure again, but by the afternoon the parents in them missed their baby too much and hit the road back home.

Chapter 7 - Happy Birthday!

It was Vibha's birthday and the whole family gathered in Banaras to celebrate it, during the weekend.
During the day, she, Rohan and Ali went out in a touristic program throughout the city. Banaras was beautiful in it's own way, full of colour, religion, monuments and tourists from all over the world. They stopped by the river Ganges to take the blessings and had lunch in a typical restaurant. they met some distant relatives and a few old friends of Vibha that were delighted with the little baby
Ali was now ten months old. He had his mother's eyes, but inherited his father's completion as he was growing everyday before their eyes and the pediatrition said he was going to get at least as high as Rohan, while in Vibha's family everyone was short. He was a very cheerful and very bright child. His eyes shine at every knew knowledge and could already pronouce "Ma" and "Pa".
By the end of the afternoon they retourned home and Vibha joined her mother and sister in the kitchen to help out with the preparation. Reaching the entrance she kissed her husband and her son, who gave her a big smile while he went away in his father's lap to change his diaper.
They had set a table in the terrace, facing the river and filled it with all kinds of typical food and sweets. Her parents offered her a beautiful blue and green saree, while her sister and Vivahn gave her a beautiful silver necklace.
Her boys gift she received after having blew out the candles of her birthday cake. It was an album. She opened it and found a picture of the three of them with the title "The Boys of My Life", which was how she refered to them. The pictures inside shown chronologically her pregnancy, the baby's first picture after he was born, the three of them in the maternity, she breastfeeding Ali for the first time, smiling at the camera and then Ali's growth in the last months next to them. Each picture had it's legend and comment of Rohan and some comments on the baby's behalf.
In the last page it had a dedicatory that ended in "...My Mommy is the best in the world and Daddy and I love her too much! Happy Birthday!!!"
That was the best present she could have received. She couldn't stop smilling from the moment she opened it. She looked up at her husband with a huge smile stamped on her face,
"-Thank you! I loved it..."
"-Let us see!" - said Chutki, who had Ali on her lap, reaching for the album.
Vibha moved closer to Rohan and gave him a big and tight hug,
"-I love you!" - she whispered to him and then gave him a long and passionate kiss.
"-Hey, hey! There are children present!" - Vivahn joked with them.
Rohan relieved the pressure on his wife's back and they smiled while looking deeply into each other's eyes. He took her face,
"-You deserve it!" - and then gave her a quick kiss, after which they broke appart as they knew how Vibha's parents got unconfortable with their sudden manifestations of affection.
"-Wow Rohan! This is beautiful! I wish I got presents like this! You must have taken ages to make it!"
"Yeah bayah! This is really cool!"
"-Can we see it?" - asked the girls parents.
Meanwhile the baby started getting agitated and threatning to start crying.
"-Ma!" - he called streatching his little arms at her. She took him in her lap and he laid his head on her shoulder. she gave him a small kiss and got up with Rohan to put him to sleep, since it was past his bedtime.
When they were leaving the room, her cell phone started vibrating. She took the call in the balcony and after a while she appeared grinning in excitment,
"-I'm designing the clothes for one of the leading actresses in Yash Raj's next film! If they like them, I can become a resident fashion designer there!"
"-Baby, that's great1"
He smiled and stretched his arms at her. She threw her arms around his neck as he took her and spin her around.
"-I'm so happy and so proud of you!" - he told her sincerily - "you'll rock in Bollywood's fashion department!"
She laughted and hug him. He put her down and gave her a kiss,
"-Congratulations, honey1"
They gave the good news to the rest of the family. They were all happy for Vibha and Chutcky told her joking,
"-Now, I'll finally get my SrK's autograph!" - she exclaimed.
"Silly girl!" - her mother hit her playfully
...
Vibha bended down in the baby's craddle, kissing her son on the forehead and watched him sleep for a moment. Rohan involved her in his arms and kissed her neck in the dim light. She held his hands and stirred ajusting to his arms, enjoying the kisses.
His lips moved down her back while one of his hands desviated her long hair. Slowly he pulled her night dress away and continued romancing her, leaving her without a single cloth in her body.
After a while he lifted her up and laid her on the bed, laying himself beside her. She ran her hand throught his defined muscles, while they kissed and he gently stimulated her clitoris. She moved on top of him with one leg on each side and he grabbed her close and they sat. They ajusted their bodies to each other, allowing hm entering her. First with a very slow rythm, with time they couldn't control themselves and started moving faster.
The bed started knocking on the wall, making noise; they had fice minutes before Ali woke up and started crying. They didn't want to stop and he grabbed her tightly while she crossed her legs around his waist. He got up and they continued making love against the wall at a crazy rythm. Vibha was trying desperately to keep her moans in a low volume, as she felt she was about to come.
"-are you ready?" - she whispered to him with her eyes closed.
After a few more oncets he said,
"-Now!"
And they both let go. She felt him cum inside her as she too reached the orgasm.
Breathing hardly, she felt on his arms and they laid on the bed next to each other.
Later, they moved closer and cuddled together.
they talked for a while and fell asleep.

Chapter 8 – Surprise!

Vibha woke cuddled in Rohan’s arms. He still sleped peacefully and she gave him a light kiss in his lips and carefully got up.
Ali was already awaked and was playing with one of his teddy bears that he sleped with. He smiled and giggled when he saw his mom up and tried to stand on the bed holding the bars.
She smiled at him and gave him a kiss.
“-I’ll be right back, sweetie. Don’t wake Daddy up, he’s tired.
The baby seemed to nod in understandment and she quickly went to the bathroom connected to the room.
When she came back he stretched his little arms at her and she took him out of the cradle and put Ali in her lap.
“-I know very well want you want…” – she joked with him.
She sat on the bed with the baby and guided him to her breast which he quickly took and started to suckle it.
After the baby finished drinking his milk, she put him to burp. At the same time Rohan woke up,
“-Hey!”
“-Hey!” – she smiled.
Ali seemed exited with his dad being awaked and tried to change to his lap.
“-Pa!” – he called.
“-Now you’re no longer hungry you don’t care about me anymore, isn’t it?” – Vibha said, tickling him.
The baby laughed and they both laughed with him. She kissed him and passed Ali to Rohan, while she shower and dressed.
“-I made you a poem…”
“-A poem?! Really?” – she said surprised.
“-Yes…I suck at poems, so don’t laugh, ok?”
“-Ok…” – she answered as he gave her a piece of paper and disappeared downstairs with the baby, embarrassed and shy.
It read,

To Vibha

Your heart is pure
Our love is real
You’re mine and I’m yours
Unbreakable and inseparable,
Forever in each other’s arms

Our pasts don’t matter
As present and future look at us brightly and together we’ll thrive and conquer it!

Our union is perfect, our energy is too strong
I’ll love you forever, no matter what

Together we’re complete
Without each other we cannot live
I’ve deliver my heart in your hands
And trust you’ll never break it
You’re everything to me
In this shared life
Where complicity, happiness, trust and support
Join the passion and love that unites us

Everyday I fall in love with you again
And everyday my love grows

Thank you for making my life so special!

Love,
Rohan

She smiled, Rohan meant the world to her. She often thought how different her life would have been right now if their paths hadn’t cross. She was extremely thankful and felt the luckiest woman in the world. Now, Vibha just wished for their happiness to last forever.
She went downstairs and entered the living room. Her son was in the playground and Rohan was talking with Chutki.
“-Good Morning!” – she greeted.
“-Good Morning!” – they answered.
“-Rohan, could you come here, please?” – she asked.
“-I’ll be right back…” – and he followed her into the corridor. She turned around and jumped into his arms saying,
“-I loved it! Thank you so much…!” – he hugged her and they started kissing, disappearing into the bathroom.

…

“-I’m telling you…one of these days this little guy is going to turn into a big brother…” – Vivahn joked after entering the living room – “His parents can’t seem to take their hands of each other.”
“-I think that’s great. I couldn’t be happier for them.”
“-Yeah…” – he said moving closer to her.
“-You know what else would be great?” – she said smiling maliciously at him.
“-What?” – he asked almost kissing her.
“ –Giving Ali a cousin.”
“-Ah, uh, eh…” – he froze – “…really?”
“-Uh-huh” – she said confidently moving closer to him.
“-Hum, well…I’ll think about it…” – he said a little reticent.
“-Ok!” – she said simply, giving him a quick kiss and got up to play with her nephew.

“-Good Morning!” – said the girls’ mother – “Where’s Badki? And Rohan? Shall we eat? Oh! There you are!”
“-Good Morning Ma…” – Vibha came in holding hands with Rohan.
“-Good Morning!”
“-That was quick…” – whispered Vivahn to his wife.
“-Vivahn!” – she hit him playfully.
“-What?!” – he laughed.
“-You’re just jealous…”
“-Jealous?! Of what?”
“-I know you always wanted to do it in the bathroom in a house full of people…”
“-What?!”
“-…the thrill of the excitement, the fear of being caught…”
“-Babe! I didn’t know you had those fantasies…we must start working on them…” – he smiled maliciously at her, giving Chutki a kiss.
“-They’re mine alright…” – she joked with him.
Meantime Ali came crawling towards his parents. He hold on to one of Rohan’s legs and tried to stand. Rohan bended down and took his little hands, helping him out. He took one step back and the baby ventured to take a small step forward, then another, then a few more. Rohan slowly released his hands and Ali simply stood there, unsure of what to do next. Vibha and Rohan were on their knees close to him coaching him to give his first steps alone.
Ali looked a little scared. He looked to his dad and then to his mom. Vibha was slightly closer. He tried a step, then another in his mom direction. He lost his balance and Vibha caught him up. She hugged her baby, smiling,
“-Congratulations, sweetie!”
The baby smiled at her too. He turned to his dad and tried to walk towards him. He managed to take a few steps before losing his balance again and being caught by Rohan.
Vivahn recorded the whole scene with his cell phone. Everyone was cheering the baby. Ali looked around to his family and just smiled, then giggled and buried his head in his father’s chest, suddenly shy.

video suggestion about the film: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6gAA_QrL20

video suggestion as an almost perfect portrait of the fanfic:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQsAr7XPo60&feature=channel_page

Rohan and Vibha's first night after their wedding

2009-06-02T14:23:00.001+01:00

Rated: T - English - Romance/Drama
One shot Laaga Chunari Mein Daag

He grabbed her waist gently and pulled her slowly towards him. With their bodies close together, their eyes met in an intensive look before both of them leaned forward to meet in a kiss.
A hot shiver descended Vibha's spine, as she felt the touch of Rohan's lips on hers and the heat of his tongue in her mouth.
Both of them were nervous. Rohan carefully moved his hand up her skin under her wedding saree. His touches provoked a small and involuntarily shake in Vibha.
- "We can wait" - he said - "If you want time, we may get to know each other better..."
Those words surprised her and increased even more her affection, love and attraction for him.
- "I'm ready" - she said.
She felt like a virgin in his arms, she was nervous like she had never been touched, and in a way she really was one. For the first time she was delivering herself, body and soul, for the first time she found pleasure in a sexual relationship and she had a full orgasm, for the first time this moment meant something more than a mechanical movement when she let other men please themselves by the use of her body in exchange for money. For the first time she discovered the enormous difference between having sex and making love.
He had dreamt with that moment thousands of times. He had fallen in love with her within the first look they exchanged and he was sure after that that love at first time existed. He noticed that the feeling was mutual and was disappointed when he realized she was an escort, back in Switzerland.
Nevertheless their energy was too strong to be destroyed by that.
He lost her then and now unexpectedly they met again and became husband and wife. He wanted to compensate her for what she had suffered in the past and give her all the pleasure, happiness and love he had to offer.
Their night was perfect and in their union they knew that they would never be able to live without each other.

O Amor e a Sociedade

2009-06-02T14:12:00.000+01:00

Numa luminosa manhã de inícios de Setembro, debruçada sobre o parapeito de uma janela aberta, Constança procurava um pouco de paz e ar puro. Toda aquela semana tinha sido um pesadelo. Os preparativos para o casamento da sua irmã Maria Clara tinham arrastado toda a sua família para uma agitação constante. Do interior da casa faziam-se ouvir discussões entre as suas primas e a sua irmã. Todo aquele ambiente saturava-a. Tinha de sair rapidamente. A poucos passos da sua casa, ao virar da esquina, entrava na Avenida da República, rua muito movimentada, onde sem dificuldade fez parar uma tipóia ao seu primeiro sinal.
"- Terreiro do Paço, por favor" - disse.
Após um solavanco a tipóia começou a avançar lentamente. Através da janela contemplava a beleza de Lisboa dos finais do século XIX.
"- Uma menina de bem como a filha dos Condes d'Avelar não deveria de andar sozinha nestas perigosas ruas de Lisboa" - retorquiu ironicamente uma voz à sua frente.
O rapaz da tipóia olhava-a de soslaio. Constança, indignada com tal ousadia, estudou-o cuidadosamente. Aquele jovem rapaz não deveria ter mais de dois anos que ela. Por breves segundos os seus meigos olhos pretos azeitona encontraram-se com os olhos azuis desafiadores dela.
"- Desculpe, disse alguma coisa?" - Questionou-o com desprezo. Constança julgou ver-lhe espelhar-se um sorriso nos lábios.
" - Porque sorri?" - Atirou-lhe de chofre.
"-Desculpe a minha ousadia, mas não pude ficar indiferente à sua nostalgia" - respondeu-lhe. Chegavam agora à Praça do Comércio. A tipóia abrandou, acabando por parar. O rapaz desceu para lhe abrir a porta. Ao sair Constança encarou-o de frente. Hesitou. Uma madeixa de cabelo descaiu-lhe para os olhos. Não pôde deixar de se sentir atraída por tão jovem e esbelta figura. Instintivamente a sua mão ergueu-se e afastou-lhe a madeixa, deixando a descoberto aqueles belos olhos. Corando recuou, tão rapidamente como se tinha aproximado. Os olhos de ambos brilharam, a atracção era mútua. O rapaz aproximou-se pegando-lhe na mão e curvando-se numa pequena vénia.
"-Luís Carlos" - disse.
"-Menina Constança, por aqui?" - Inquiriu-a acusadoramente um jovem nobre que se aproximava.
"-James" -exclamou Constança, soltando apressadamente a sua mão da de Luís Carlos.
"-Será que é desta vez que me acompanha para um passeio à beira-rio?" - Indagou James com o seu sotaque de english gentleman num tom mais agradável.
Constança assentiu, procurando libertar-se da situação embaraçosa em que se encontrava. Ao tomar o braço de James, lançou-lhe ainda um último olhar a Luís Carlos.
O dia seguinte anunciava-se mais quente que anterior. O sol brilhava no horizonte envolvendo toda a cidade num suave despertar.
Bem cedo, pela manhã já Constança percorria a Avenida da Liberdade num passeio matinal. Encontrava-se de repente absorvida pelos seus pensamentos quando de repente deu consigo frente a frente com Luís Carlos. Olharam-se fixamente sem saber o que dizer.
"-Bom-Dia" - disseram em uníssono.
Sorriram cumplicemente. Os olhos de ambos brilhavam. Era como se já se conhecessem desde sempre. Constança sentiu-se invadir por uma onda de afecto e de atracção por aquela figura irresistível. Luís Carlos, oferecendo-lhe o braço perguntou:
"- Será que confia em mim o suficiente para me acompanhar a um passeio?"
Constança assentiu, incapaz de soltar qualquer palavra. Luís Carlos não lhe disse para onde a levava e ela também não perguntou. Na tipóia sentiu-se envolvida numa felicidade enternecida, uma onda de calor, vinda do bater descompassado do seu coração, confortava-a. Sentia-se segura, apesar de mal conhecer aquele indivíduo que a guiava, não sabia ela para onde.
Algum tempo passara, não sabia ao certo quanto, aproximavam-se agora cada vez mais do seu destino. Ao sair da tipóia constatou que se encontravam numa praia de beleza excepcional. Um areal branco prolongava-se a toda a sua extensão. O mar apresentava-se calmo e com poucas ondas. Parecia abraçar carinhosamente a areia como que numa ternura infinita. A praia era no entanto delimitada por rochedos imponentes e ameaçadores que perturbaram momentaneamente a felicidade de Constança, com um pequeno calafrio. Constança e Luís Carlos passearam então pela praia.
Ao longo dessas semanas, estes passeios foram-se repetindo, tornando-os cada vez mais íntimos e apaixonados. O seu amor e a sua paixão cresciam de dia para dia, e numa dessas tardes consumaram o seu amor.
Por toda a alta sociedade de Lisboa corriam rumores de que uma das filhas dos Condes de d'Avelar andava a desgraçar o nome da família, ao estar envolvida numa relação desonrosa, desaparecendo todas as tardes.
Nessa semana, James, enquanto tomava o seu afternoon tea na Pastelaria Versailles, sentiu-se incomodado por comentários relativos a Constança que o ultrajaram e repugnavam. Sentiu-se traído. Julgava que o seu amor por ela era correspondido. O ciúme gélido e sentimento de posse apoderavam-se rapidamente de si.
Automaticamente surgiu-lhe na mente a imagem do rapaz da tipóia que tinha visto no Terreiro do Paço, segurando a mão de Constança. A raiva apoderou-se dele, decidido saiu bruscamente.
A sua mente fervilhava. Virou a esquina; a mansão dos condes d'Avelar estava agora cada vez mais próxima. Procurou acalmar-se.
Eram três da tarde. Nuvens cinzentas cobriam o sol, tornando o ambiente carregado. Constança caminhava ao longo da Avenida da República, uns passos atrás seguia-a Luís Carlos. Sorria divertida com a situação, era visível a felicidade presente em ambos. Chegava agora à Pastelaria Versailles, subiu o primeiro degrau e deixou a sua mão descair para trás tocando na de Luís Carlos, lançou-lhe um último olhar cúmplice entrou.
O seu olhar prendeu-se imediatamente com o do pai, que a olhava acusadoramente de uma das mesas mais próximas da entrada. A deu lado encontrava-se James que a fixava de uma maneira doentia. Aproximou-se. Sua mãe deixava cair pesadamente a cabeça sobre as mãos, apresentando-se pálida e inexpressiva. Intrigada e um pouco assustada sentou-se.
"- O James passou hoje lá por casa - começou o pai - ainda me custa a acreditar. Como é que foste capaz de envergonhar nossa família a este ponto? Já sabemos de tudo." - fez uma pausa, mas vendo que Constança inquieta e preparada para argumentar, continuou - "O James para salvar o bom nome da nossa família e impedir a tua desgraça, minha filha, pediu a tua mão em casamento e eu consenti" - terminou com firmeza.
Incrédula fazia rolar os seus olhos do pai para James, deste para a mãe e de novo para o pai. Sentia-se revoltada, como poderiam consentir, sequer sugerir que casasse com aquele inglês que a fixava possessivamente, encarando-a como se ela fosse um bem já adquirido.
"- Nunca na vida irei casar com James!" - exclamou revoltada, levantando-se.
"-Constança -rosnou o pai levantando-se também.
Nesse momento tinham conseguido captar a atenção de todas as pessoas da pastelaria. Constança saiu furiosamente, sem olhar para trás. Cruzou a esquina apressadamente e encostou-se à parede.
Não podendo mais conter as lágrimas, estas começaram-lhe a escorrer pela face. Luís Carlos apareceu à sua frente. Tinha-se esquecido por completo que este ficara à sua espera do lado de fora da Pastelaria Versailles. Impulsivamente envolveu-o num abraço apertado. As lágrimas corriam-lhe agora mais descontroladamente.
Na praia as ondas batiam violentamente nas rochas, o céu estava nublado, escurecendo cada vez mais, anunciando uma tempestade. Constança e Luís Carlos repousavam agora abraçados no cimo do rochedo.
"-Podíamos fugir - suspirou Luís Carlos infeliz - longe daqui tudo seria mais fácil" –disse, prendendo em seguida Constança num beijo prolongado.
Um barulho fê-los voltar apara trás.
"- James? O que..." - começou Constança atrapalhada levantando-se de um salto.
"- Luta comigo seu cobarde - ordenou James dirigindo-se a Luís Carlos. Os seus olhos brilhavam de raiva.
Luís Carlos de punhos em riste, aproximou-se. Constança sentiu de novo um calafrio. Os seus olhos espelharam-se de terror.
Luís Carlos, empurrado por James desequilibrou-se, à beira do precipício e caiu. Constança desesperada, gélida de terror , correu para a beira do precipício e gritando de sofrimento:
"- NÃOOOOO! James pálido e inexpressivo recuava. O seu olhar nervoso e inquieto percorria o horizonte sem no entanto o ver. Olhou uma última vez para Constança, voltou-se e fugiu. Constança desceu o mais depressa que pôde até à praia. No seu interior residia uma esperança. Caminhava agora entre as rochas. A sua visão estava turva pelas lágrimas que lhe humedeciam os olhos. Tinha começado a chover. O vestido colava-se-lhe ao corpo dificultando-lhe o movimento. A esperança começava-se-lhe a extinguir, diluindo-se-lhe nas suas lágrimas.
Uma onda mais alta dirigiu-se para ela de uma forma ameaçadora, lançando-a contra as rochas. O mar revolto sugou-a para o seu interior. Sem Luís Carlos a sua vida não tinha mais sentido. Não valia a pena lutar para sobreviver. Sentiu a vida a abandoná-la. Deixou-se ir.
A alguns metros, caído numa rocha, um corpo inerte soltou um último suspiro de sofrimento.

Morgaine e Joana

Introdução ao novo blogue

2009-06-02T14:05:00.001+01:00

Escrever é o meu mais recente hobbie. Apesar da Mensagem, não fazia sentido continuar a publicar as minhas histórias nesse blogue, até porque acabam por aparecer descontextualizadas.
Este novo espaço servirá para publicar as minhas histórias, mini-histórias, textos ou fanfics.
Sei que provavelmente não irei ter comentários (tal vez um dois, de vez em quando!), como é previsível, mas sintam-se à vontade para o fazer, critícas construtivas serão bem-vindas e ajudar-me-ão a melhorar a minha escrita.
Para já tenho alguns textos em português e em inglês, quem sabe no futuro em outras línguas.
Beijinhos e bem-vindos ao Universo da Minha Imaginação ;)