`*`CHASE`*` {A-K} Chp 14/2!!!pg. 152 ❤️

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BABY-GIRL7

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Posted: 17 years ago

#11

grt ff..loved it...a-k r sooo weired about some things..please cont. soon

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nycdesiqt

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Posted: 17 years ago

#12

awww kripa is worried about her brother...she is too sweet and caring...even though she lived way from prithvi most of the time 😊

and omg!! wasn't kripa like going over to meet prithvi??? so what the heck happened to her??

angad and afraid of flying still is funny but in a cute way! but he finally made it up to relax only to have another case to handle...but hopefully this case will be a good case 😉 😛 😃

i hope kripa is alright
great part!!! 😃

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sameira

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Posted: 17 years ago

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hey great part.. continue soon 👏 👏

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Posted: 17 years ago

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fab part
so kripa got missing & its making prithvi worried... lets see what angad does...
continue soon

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GuJuHoTnEsS

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Posted: 17 years ago

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thanx guyz....for wonderful commentz and encouraging me to continue...welll keep on thinkin i can't say anything as of now but all i'll say iz dat nothin happened as of yet!!!!but wait for the surprise........yeh both angad's and kripa's character are diff...I READ ALMOST ALL THE FAN-FIC OUT THERE...so i wanted to create something diff...sooo yeep you guys are definately in for suspense with hint of romance!!!hopefully you guys enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing!!!! 😉

...........i'll post the third part later tonite or early tomorrow depending when i get free time....

Edited by ndnhottie110586 - 17 years ago

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Posted: 17 years ago

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wow. that was the best ff i have read in a long time.

continue soon.

i hooked.

i cant wait for more.

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GuJuHoTnEsS

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Posted: 17 years ago

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thanx ishu for your wonderful comments...im glad you are hooked on to my fan-fic...LOL i will continue in a little while...stay put 😛

Edited by ndnhottie110586 - 17 years ago

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hershii

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Posted: 17 years ago

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woww..really nice fanfic...its very different...lol..i luv angad in here he is soo funniee...nd prithvi is such a cute brother...all worried abt kripa...wonder how he will react when he finds out she is coming to meet him....lol...nd cant wait for AK to meet...nice jobb...continue soon!

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GuJuHoTnEsS

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Posted: 17 years ago

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Chapter Three

The area she drove into half an hour later was rundown and depressing. Abandoned buildings with broken windowpanes and boarded ---up doorways lined the streets. Black graffiti on the walls screamed angry words at passersby. Kripa drove past a fenced-in, empty lot that some of the locals were using as trash bin, and even with her windows up and the air-conditioning blasting away, she could still smell the stench of rotting meat. At the corner of the block were four little girls, about six or seven years old, dressed in their Sunday best. They were playing jump rope as they chanted a silly rhyme, giggling and carrying on like little girls do, oblivious to the destruction around them. As kripa watched the children at play, she was reminded of the artist's message---that life will go on, and even in such blight, hope can and will flourish.

Four blocks ahead, in the midst of the rubble, sat Bose Town House. Twin pillars, painted white, stood as sentinels guarding the neighborhood. The town house looked worn out from his duty. He was in desperate need of repair. Cracked paint peeled at the top of the pillars and the sides of the house. From the ornate carvings along the roofline and the stonework in front, Kripa knew it had once been magnificent. It could be again, with little care and money. But would the house ever be renovate to his former glory, or, as was the horrid fashion these days, would he be ignored until it was too late and then torn down?

She had just gotten out and was locking the door when she noticed the police car. It was parked in the driveway practically obstructed from the view by the leafy branches of an old sycamore. Why were the police there? Probably more vandalism, she guessed, as Prithvi had told her that the problems in the neighborhood had escalated in the last month. He thought it was doe to the fact that the kids were out of school and there weren't any jobs or organized activities to keep them occupied.

The doors were open and she could hear organ music and voices raised in song. She was halfway across the parking lot when the music stopped. She moves to the side of the steps in the shade of the building, waiting for Tai to finish her duties. Hopefully, after she was finished, she would walk out through the garage with her while she questioned her in private about Prithvi. Her brother always tried to shield her from unpleasant news, so much that she had learned not to trust him when he told her anything about his medical condition. From what Prithvi had told her about Tai, she knew that, although the older lady was kind and compassionate, she was also honest to a fault. It was her hope that she wouldn't sugarcoat the truth if Prithvi were no longer in remission.

Her brother worried about her worrying about him. It was ridiculous, the games they played. Because he was older and because they were just the two of them in the family now, Prithvi tried to shoulder too much on his own. Admittedly, she had needed his guidance when she was a little girl, but she wasn't a little girl anymore, and Prithvi needed to stop shielding her.
She happened to glance over at the entrance just as the front door opened and a policeman with a rather noticeable potbelly came out on the porch. He was followed by a taller, younger man. She watched as the two shook hands and the policeman headed for his car.

The stranger on the porch captured her full attention, and she blatantly stared at him. Impeccably dressed in a tailored white shirt, navy blue blazer, and khaki pants, he looked like he had just stepped off the cover of GQ. 😉Yet he wasn't what she would call drop-dead gorgeous, or even handsome, at least not in the usual sense, and perhaps that was what appealed to her. She'd done a little bit of modeling for an Italian designer during her summer break from boarding school, before Prithvi had found out and out a stop to it, in those three and half months she had worked with a fair number of pretty males. The man on the porch could never be called pretty. He was too rugged and earthy for such a label. And very, very sexy. 😍😍😍
There was an aura of authority about him, as if he were used to getting his way. She stared at the sharp angle of his jaw, the hard line of his mouth. He couldn't be dangerous, she thought, yet she couldn't define what it was about him that made her feel that way. The stranger had an interesting face and a complexion that as unfashionably tanned. Interesting indeed. This man didn't look like he ever had to steal any thing. She imagined women flocked to him and that he took only what was freely offered. He was something else all right. She let out a light sigh then, feeling guilty about having such thoughts about a complete stranger. She was going to go to hell in a handbag if she didn't learn to control her sinful imagination.

The stranger must have sensed her staring at him because he suddenly turned and looked directly at her. Embarrassed at being caught in the act of gawking at him 😳she was about to turn away when the front door opened again and Prithvi cam outside. Kripa was overjoyed to see him there, and not in the hospital bed as she had feared. Dressed in his black pants and white shirt, he looked pale to her---and worried. Prithvi and the stranger he was talking to presented a striking picture. Both were tall and dark-haired, but Prithvi bore the Irish complexion with his ruddy cheeks and generous sprinkling of freckles across the bridge of his nose. Unlike her, when he accidently stayed out in the sun too long, he didn't tan; he burned. He had an adorable dimple---at least she thought it was adorable---in his right cheek.

There certainly wasn't anything boyish about the man standing next to her brother. He kept watching her make her way toward the porch as he listened to Prithvi and occasionally nodded agreement. He finally interrupted her brother when he titled his head toward her. Prithvi turned, spotted her, and shouted her name. Taking the two stairs at a time, he raced to intercept her with a look of acute relief on his face. Kripa noticed that his friend stayed on the porch, but he wasn't paying any attention to them now. He was thoroughly occupied in deep thinking.

She was astonished by her brother's reaction on seeing her. She'd thought he'd be mad, or irritated at the very least, but he wasn't upset at all. In fact, he acted as thought they'd been separated for years, even though she had seen him only a few days ago when he'd taken her on a tour of the abbey's attic.
Prithvi engulfed her in a bear hug. "Thank god you're all right. I've been worried sick about you, Kripa. Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I'm so happy to see you."
His voice shook with emotion. Thoroughly confused by his behavior, 😕😕😕 she pulled away and said, "You're happy to see me? I thought you'd be furious that I followed you. Prithvi, why didn't you call me Friday evening? You promised you would."

He finally let go of her. "And you've been worried haven't you?"

She looked into his big brown eyes and decided to tell him the truth after all. "Yes, I've been worried. You were supposed to call when you had the results of the blood work, but you didn't call and I thought….maybe the results weren't good."

"The lab screwed up. That's why I didn't call. They had to redo the tests. I should have called, but damn it Kripa, you should have let me know you were coming I've got Sheriff looking all over Des Moines for you. Come on inside. I've got to call and tell him that you're here, safe and sound."
"You called Sheriff looking for me? Why?"

He grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her along. "I'll explain everything as soon as I get you inside. It's safer."
"Safer? Prithvi, what's going on? I've never seen you so rattled. And who is that man standing on the porch?"
The question surprised her brother. "You've never met him, have you?"
"Who?" she asked, her frustration mounting.
"Angad. That's Angad Khanna."

She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to her brother. "You're sick again, aren't you? That's why he's here…..like the last time when you got so bad and you didn't tell me until--"
"No," he interrupted, "I'm not sick again." She didn't look like she believed him, and so he tried once again to convince her. "I promise you I would tell you when and if I had to have chemo again. Remember?"
"Yes." She whispered, her dear ebbing.
"I'm sorry I didn't call you Friday," he said. "It was inconsiderate. I should have let you know the tests got screwed up."
"If you don't have to have chemo again, why is Angad here?" she asked with a glance towards the porch.
"I sent for him, but the reason had nothing to do with my health." He rushed on before she could interrupt him. "Come on, Kripa. It's about time you met him."

With a smile she said, "The infamous Angad Khanna. You didn't tell me he was so…." She stopped herself in time. She had always felt she could tell her brother just about anything, but it didn't seem appropriate now for her to admit that she thought his best friend was incredibly sexy. 😍 Angad and Prithvi were more like brother than friends. They met during a fistfight on the playground of St. Matthew's Elementary School when they were in second grade. They bloodied each other's noses and from that day on became each other's shadow. By an odd set of circumstances, Prithvi ended up living with the Khanna family during most of his grade school and high school years, and then he and Angad went to Penn State University together.
"He's so what?" Prithvi asked as he pulled her along.
"I'm sorry?"
"Angad's so what?"
"Tall," she said, finally remembering what they were talking about.
"I never sent you any photos?"
"No, you didn't," she said, casting her brother a frown for the oversight. Suddenly nervous, she took a deep breath, smoothed her skirt, and went up the stairs to meet him.

Lordy, lordy, he had light brown eyes. 😍 Brilliant brown eyes that didn't miss a trick, she thought as Prithvi made hasty introductions. She had put her hand out to shake his, but he wouldn't let her be formal. He pushed her hand away, and pulled her into his arms, and hugged her. It was a brotherly embrace, and when she stepped back, he continued to hold on to her while he looked her over.
"I'm so happy to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you over the years." She said.
"I can't believe we haven't met before now," he replied. "I saw all the pictures of you when you were a kid. Prithvi had them up on the wall of our dorm room, but that was years ago, and damn, Kripa, you sure have changed.
She laughed, "I hope I have."
"Angad, we should get her inside, shouldn't we?"
"Yes, of course," he agreed.

Prithvi held the screen door open and rudely shoved Kripa inside.
"What, in heaven's name, is the matter with you?" she demanded. 😡
"I'll explain in a minute," he promised.

Edited by ndnhottie110586 - 17 years ago

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GuJuHoTnEsS

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Posted: 17 years ago

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since you guyz were really waiting for AK meetin i posted very long part since i wont be able to post it 4 at least couple of days..i hope you guys really like it..but i will def put some promos maybe SAT....let me know if you liked da story soo far!!! 😛

p.s....plz feel free to suggest anything you think is good or bad...so that way i know what you guys are expecting and i wont disappoint you....your comments are really helpful....good or bad make sure you do let me knw how you feel!!!!😳

Edited by ndnhottie110586 - 17 years ago