So this is my first story - it was originally a one shot for valentine's day (hence the short little blurb below, just ignore it) , but I had some ideas and so i thought i'd try to write a fanfic on it.
Arakshi - My favourite jodi right now. This is first ever story and imaginative piece of writing, and I know it sucks haha. I wrote this in like half an hour, so I know it's really bad. But I hope you guys still like it hopefully, happy reading! :D Let me know your thoughts! :)
Chapter 1: Happy Valentine's Day?
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Another day, another case put to dust. But today was no ordinary day, absolutely not. Today was a day of love, the celebration of love. A day where an individual would express their feelings and spend time with the one person they love with all their heart.
Valentine's Day.
But there was one person who despised this day with a passion - Arjun Suryakant Rawte. Usually, every year since Roshni's fateful passing away, he would be even more reclusive than usual, shutting out everyone that cared about him to a newer extent on this specific day.
So naturally, any interaction that Sakshi tried to make with Arjun, knowing full well about his nature, ended with tears, pain, and suffering for both. She knew why he was doing this, why he was constantly shutting her out. But it had been even worse today. She thought maybe, just maybe, he would soften up. Maybe the power of love would do the trick. But alas, just like the times before, again and again, he stormed off, carrying a burden in his chest once again.
But she wished he wouldn't. No one would understand how it felt when Arjun pushed her away every single time.
And today, it had been the limit. He stormed at her like never before.
"ENOUGH SAKSHI!!!" He furiously screeched at the top of his lungs to her. "I've had ENOUGH of your countless blabbering and immature behavior today! Hadh hoti hai!"
"But Arjun, I was just trying to - "
"You know what, you really surprise me. I mean, how can someone get so desperate!"
The argument went full-blown into a heated battlefield, resulting in Arjun having to say something he came to regret. It resulted in only tears for Sakshi, and pain for Arjun.
This time, Arjun was the one who crossed his limits, breaking Sakshi's blissful, innocent heart into two. Even after writing him a stupid sorry note with his favourite cutting chai, he managed to be his ruthless self, with no care for emotions. Sometimes, she questioned how she ever came to love such a man.
At the same time, she never complained, because she knew what Arjun was going through wasn't easy. She knew Arjun wouldn't rest until he finally found Sikander, and gave him the gruesome, pain-instilling death he deserves.
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The hectic day was finally over, and dawn had set on the horizon in the sunset sky. Tired and exhausted from the day's events, he relaxed back into his leather chair, seated behind his office, and inhaled and exhaled a few breaths out loud.
His eyes suddenly wandered to the cutting chai firmly placed on a coaster on his oak desk. Hmm. Probably Sakshi again. He'd never admit it to anyone, not even himself, but he always appreciated Sakshi's small gestures like this from time to time. Her acts of generosity really made him admire her more and more with each passing day. There was innocence in her - a pure soul.
His jaw dropped at the sight of what he saw next. When he picked up the chai from the desk, he saw in its place a beautiful rose - pure, pretty, and beautiful. With it came a note:
Happy Valentine's Day, Arjun.
And I'm sorry... again.
With Love,
Sakshi
Arjun instantly regretted the painful words he said to her earlier that day. He didn't mean to be so harsh, it's just that whenever he sees her, something in him just comes out. The guilt was eating him up inside. He set the cutting chai in his hands back on the table, and delicately picked up the rose from the desk and looked at it as he rotated it in his hands. With minutes to spare before the end of Valentine's Day, he headed off to the lounge; which was where he knew Sakshi would be right now, typing away her report for the case of the day. At least, he hoped.
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What Arjun saw when he entered the lounge brought a small smile to his lips. Sakshi was sprawled along the couch, deep in slumber, her report loosely in her fingers as it lay leisurely in the air.
He grabbed a small comforter from the storage closet, and carefully laid it out on her so as not to wake her. She looked so peaceful, so serene. When she wasn't constantly nagging and blabbering bakwaas all the time, she didn't seem so bad. He brought the flower from his hand and placed it on the soft couch by her lain body.
Taking her soft hands in his, he gazed at her.
"I'm sorry Sakshi. I know - I know what I did today was wrong. Everything I said, I - I shouldn't have. In fact, everything, ever since the beginning, I've ever said or done to you - I shouldn't have. I know you feel for me Sakshi. You like me, hell maybe even love."
He looked at his hands entwined in hers as she peacefully was in slumber, "But I can't love you, Sakshi. Please try to understand. As much as I want to open up to you, to give you everything that you deserve, I just can't. Not until I find Sikander, and give him the gruesome death he deserves. Not until I avenge Roshni's death. I owe that to her. I loved her more than anything. I just can't let her go just yet." Involuntarily, his eyes started to become glossy, and tears began to form on the brinks of his eyes.
"But, but I promise - once I do, once this is all over with, I will come back. I'll come back to you, and we can have a new beginning. A fresh start, where it'll just be me and you, and I can finally return all the feelings you have for me."
"I'm sorry Sakshi, please just wait for me."
He bent down, and moved stray strands of hair from her face. He tenderly gave a soft kiss on her forehead. "Happy Valentine's day, Ms. Publicist," he said with a slight chuckle in his voice.
And with that, he left the room.
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Sakshi secretly watched as Arjun left the lounge. She inwardly smiled, and when he was finally out of sight, she got up like an excited child on Christmas day. She eyed the rose lain beside her, and took it in her hand with ecstasy. An innocent smile played on her lips as she thought of Arjun,
"I will wait, Arjun. I'll always wait for you."
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Chapter 2: Page 4
Chapter 3: Page 6 - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/101586415
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