SS- Two tales- updated pg 48 18/1/14 - Page 3

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its awesome dear...brilliantly written...m really sry 4 commenting so late bt its really amazing...do continue soon !!!

Thank you for all your comments and sorry I have not replied individually. I'm glad that you are liking the story. I am trying to balanace the amount of each person in the whole story. As otherwise an update will become too long. I know some are not liking viren anf jeevika fighting. Like all my stories they always fight as all couples do, currently they have been together for years and Maanvi and Virat are new with currently no complications.

This part is a tad long, sorry about that. Normally when I write story I have the ending in mind or the concept as a whole. But this SS is slightly different was it is all four of them, and the focus will shift between them, so it may not be as tight. Hopefully it will still appeal to both couples even if it doesn't seem to leaning that way yet. It will get there.

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It has been about two weeks since Maanvi and Virat had started their relationship in her bedroom. Viren and Jeevika's fight from that night was given a full stop. Jeevika was highly stubborn but she knew that she was at fault, this time. Armouring herself with something Viren likes, she went over to his. He unfortunately wasn't there, so she let herself in. After cooling down, Viren returned home, once calming down both Jeevika and Viren apologised to each for their words. Jeevika also apologised for her actions and recent behaviour. After many years they were able to slide past things like this, for the moment they issues were under the carpet.

It was 14th of June. A very significant day in Jeevika and Maanvi's life. On this day they never worked. Even though Jeevika is a schoolteacher and they don't get days off during term time unless you have a real reason. On this day, she never went in, her colleagues never knew why but she did and so did Maanvi. One day a year, they would cut themselves off from the rest of the world.

That morning, Jeevika woke before dawn and sat in the darkness of her room until the sun rose. The rays scattered across the floor, finding those gaps in her curtains. The light spread, trying to touch every ounce of Jeevika's life. Its glare shone across a picture of her and Viren, kept by the bedside table.

For the first time in their relationship, on this day she texted him, 'Miss you x' This may not seem significant but it was, especially for Jeevika and Maanvi. After some time Jeevika went and made breakfast, all their favourites: pancakes, waffles, sausages, French toast, cereals, regular toast, coffee and hot chocolate. It was a feast more than breakfast but it was tradition, who was she to break it.

Still in their pyjamas Maanvi and Jeevika spend the morning on the couch. Maanvi wore her spotty night grown and cosied up to Jeevika on the sofa. Jeevika and Maanvi stayed there watching all their films from their childhood from morning until night.

Right in the middle of Lion king, just as the monkeys his uncle line was about to be said the doorbell rang. There stood Viren, Jeevika simply looked at him with awe, as she knew he had understood. He came in, not before she gave him a hug and he lightly kissed her on the cheek. Jeevika held his hand and brought him over to the couch. She sandwiched herself between Maanvi and Viren as she restarted the film. Maanvi looked over at Jeevika with a shocked and slightly disgusted expression, but Jeevika naturally took her hand and rubbed it. Showing her that it was alright.

As Viren continued to watch the film, Jeevika could help but to stare at him. She knew how lucky she was to be alive and not only to have Maanvi but someone like Viren in her life. Someone who would accept her flaws and her inabilities. As Timon and Pumba did their hula dance, she rested her head on Viren's shoulder, where she fell asleep.

After some time the movie finish, tradition spoke that another movie would be put on. Just as Maanvi looked at Jeevika she saw that she was fast asleep, looking so peaceful. Maanvi didn't want to wake her up. Before putting the next one in, she decided to tidy up the kitchen. Viren offered to help, yet she told him to stay with Jeevika.

After their feast that morning, there was a pile high of washing, even the dishwasher didn't have enough space. The kitchen looked like a bomb had exploded only to wreak havoc on this unsuspected area. Maanvi washed the dishes, cleared the work tops and even wiped everything down. The floor looked good enough to eat off.

"Sorry," Jeevika snuck behind Maanvi and spoke in quiet voice. She held her by the waist, while Maanvi wiped the worktops. Jeevika tucked her head in,

"I'm sorry; I should have cleared up and..." Maanvi turned around

"Di it's just..." Jeevika stopped for a moment, her focus was gone, whilst terror ran across Maanvi's face. Jeevika face went very pale and she held onto Maanvi.

"I'm fine... It's..."

"Di you're not fine. Look at what state you have made yourself. You've lost so much weight, you haven't felt well for a while and now..."

"Maanu I'm fine really, nothing going to happen to me and not today," They spend the rest of the day on the sofa, while Viren arranged dinner and the two sisters could spend their day together. The day that brought them closer, the day they lost their parents.

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Maanvi lay beside Virat in his bed. With her head firmly on his chest. She ran he fingers down his breastbone and slowing swirled them across. As she looked up at him, he looked semi disturbed. She had felt this during their night out, but he blew her off each time. They relationship had grown it, tonight had a good night. They went out to celebrate Virat's success. Yet Virat wasn't in much of a celebrating mood. This was the first time that Maanvi felt that Virat was keeping something from her.

She sat up at the edge of the bed; Virat shifted towards her and ran his hands down her lower back, as he kissed her neck. He spoke not a word but his love was pouring out. She turned towards him and rushed her fingers slowly down his face. As he closed, his eyes a tear ran down, his pain seemed to ease.

"What's wrong?"

"No not tonight," He pulled her closer and sat her on his lap, with her legs twisted behind. They continued to kiss, before they pushed down onto the bed.

The next morning, Virat was not in the bed when Maanvi woke up. She grabbed one of Virat's t-shirt from the floor. It looked like an oversized tent on her but it was perfect, with that smell. Wandering down the stairs, she saw Virat in the living room sorting some things out. She stepped on the sofa to greet him this morning. At first, he chuckled a little seeing Maanvi standing on the sofa, looking sexy, with his Batman t-shirt on, but then his expression changed back. To the one he had last night. Maanvi took his hand and sat down cold leather sofa. They sat there for ten minutes, as the inner turmoil in Virat feed off his insecurities and fears. Stopping him from voicing what he wanted.

"It's just ... Do you remember last night when we were with some of my friends. Gemma and Guy were talking how they volunteered in a nursing home and what they saw. Patients with all sorts of illness, and the one they spoke about,"

"Huntington's?" Virat wiped his tear.

"Yeah, Huntington's. You know what it is? It's a genetic disorder that affects the nerve cells in our brain. Damaging our behaviour, judgement and movement. My Dad had it. You cannot imagine what it does to you. It..." Viren broke trying to explain it. Maanvi hugged her tightly and did not let go.

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Maanvi and Virat had been dating for six months now and tonight they were going on a double date. Normally these were done at the girl's home. The four of them would spend hours talking about work, gossiping about each over, and just having a good time with food and drink. But it was a day of celebration, after all it was a Friday, so they all went out for dinner.

Viren and Virat pulled out their partners respective chairs and they sat at a round table in a dimly lit Chinese restaurant. There was soft music playing in the background, while the waiter brought a glass of wine for each of them, that Virat had pre-ordered. However, Viren was not drinking as tonight he the appointed driver. The waiter placed down their starters onto the glass spinner in the middle of the table, Dim sum, prawn toast, seaweed, and soups. Everyone began to tuck into their starters, spinning the glass plate to pass the favourites.

The four of them chatted and continued to pour the bottle until it was bone dry. Jeevika ordered the next, much against Viren wishes. Her drinking was getting more these days especially when they went out, and on top of that she wasn't keeping well. However, she was too stubborn to go to a doctor; she would only go if she was wheeled in.

They carried on talking while their mains arrived, they began tucking in. Each of them told stories about their work, their dealings, the strange encounters they have faced this week. Virat ordered himself a drink, and the others, who were managing very well with their chopsticks. Viren stood to step out for a moment. He leant down towards Jeevika,

"Slow down," whispering into Jeevika's ear. Yet Jeevika took another sip of her drink. They continued to giggle and laugh, as the table was cleared, Viren continued to watch Jeevika's behaviour. The restaurant was starting to empty out, and closing was near. However, the night was still young.

"Why do we head to a bar?" Virat announced to them all. "Viren and Jeevika can try the Falling Star." He chuckled and looked over to Maanvi with mischievous smirk on his face.

Viren tried to decline his offer and told Maanvi and Virat to carry on without them, but Maanvi and Jeevika did not agree with his decision. Why did Viren think she could answer of Jeevika? Instead, he was dragged to the loud bar; nevertheless, Viren and Jeevika didn't last long there.

As they reached, the bar was packed. It was a Friday night, blue neon lights lit up the bar, and paved the way there, while the rest of the room was vaguely lit. Often neon strobe lights flickered across the floor. Everyone was too busy to focus on lighting.

Virat got the first round - a virgin fruit cocktail for Viren and another drink for the rest of them. The music was loud and technically none of them would have called it music. The girls found a small-secluded booth in the corner and quickly grabbed it before someone else would. They continued to giggle when Jeevika noticed that Viren was standing on the edge of the room, she excused herself from Maanvi and went over to him. She placed her hands against his thighs as she leant upon him and gave him a secret kiss. Suddenly he grabbed her forcefully and dragged her straight out. Maanvi was about to step down but Virat stopped her and they let them leave.

Slamming the car door, Viren sat Jeevika down and climbed in himself.

"Viren!"

"Don't start, I'm not wrong. We have had this conversation a thousand times, I'm not going to clock your alcohol intake, nor am I telling you not to drink. But, you can't do this. Get completely wasted, every time we go out or even at home you seem to drink more and more."

"Viren... I can drink what I like... And how.. Much. I've had a stressful week and what does it matter,"

"We're all stressed doesn't mean we drink ourselves into an oblivion. Plus with you at the moment."

"What do you mean?! Stop the car!"

"Are you crazy, if you want to put this fight on hold then fine but I'm stopping till we get home. It's pouring,"

"You know what your problem... is you still hate the fact that I ..."

"You know you still owe me that drink?" Virat snuggled up to Maanvi on the booth, nuzzling his nose against her neck. Maanvi and Virat seemed to be in their own world now, abruptly Maanvi moved and edge and stood, she was intoxicated and stumbled up to the bar, looking back, deviously. Raising two glasses of shots. Virat rushed over, they quickly downed them before they hastily left. Luckily, his place was only down the road. They pushed the door open; she threw her things down onto the counter, where her phone started to flash. Quickly she grabbed him, ripped his shirt off, and began kissing him his neck in just the place he likes. He couldn't help himself he grabbed her waist and pushed her closer towards him. He placed his hands around her face and began kissing her, slowly undoing her zip as she unbuckled his belt. Pushing her against the wall, she had her legs wrapped around him as he began to feel ready. The poison and hormones rushed through their bodies as nature took over. On the countertop laid Maanvi's phone which continued to flash.

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awesum update ... lvd it!!!! starting 4rm JeeMan, VirMan n Virika ... scenes amazingly potrayd. lvd VirMan's romance bt who is callin manvi??? thnx fo pm hun