The Best of Things
(RagLak, SwaSan) Fan Fiction Series
By Bubble
Chapter 20
Swara stood at the window, a riot of conflicting emotions running across her face. Her eyes were wide, her lips pink and full, and her chest heaved as if she had just run a mile. Confusion, arousal, anger... all seething inside her. She fell back on anger - it was a safe choice!
She took a deep breath and turned. Sanskaar was sitting sideways in the sofa, one arm against the back, watching her through his lashes, both guarded and amused. She walked up to him, pulled the table and perched herself on its edge, facing him. "What was that?"
He moved to put both feet on the ground and leaned forward. "Excuse me!?"
"Yes, you heard me," she said, "what just happened... over there?" she waved her hand indicating the spot they had been standing at before she pushed him away a few minutes ago.
"It's called a kiss, Swara," he said, on a half-smile.
"Yes!" she retorted. "And what I want to know is: how dare you?!"
"Mmm..." he stroked his chin, "It's not a question of daring..."
His tone became very academic, "Ok, let me explain. You should understand that when two people are close, as we are close... and when emotions between them become sweet and tender, as they became between you and me some time ago... a kiss is a very natural outcome. Humans hug, they embrace... and Swara, they kiss."
She put her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes. "So it was just a sweet affectionate kiss, was it? A friendly, platonic one?"
"Erm.. " he pursed his lips as if pondering the question, "it started out like that... the first kiss was like that.. and I'd say, the second one also... a little!"
"And after that?" she tilted her head dangerously.
"Yeah," he nodded, remembering with a little smile, "the third kiss became a little..." he waved his hands in wobble-y gesture.
"I see. What about the next one, Sanskaar?" Swara asked sweetly.
"After the fourth, I sort of lost count, Swara... the whole thing just sort of moved into what is known as a long smooch."
"And you think this... smooching is acceptable between friends?" she asked, fixing a glare on his face.
"No! no," he admitted, shaking his head, "it was definitely not friend territory. But!" he said raising a finger, "since I'm in love with you... it comes naturally to me, you know? I mean, there you were, standing so close, looking so pretty... badi badi ankhen... your lips were just there! there was nothing else I could do!" he finished with a gallic shrug.
"Oh!" She blushed, and then rallied, "Then what about me?"
"Yes, Swara, what about you?" he looked back at her, "We must ask, because at the risk of being ungentlemanly, I should remind you that, from somewhere halfway through the second kiss onwards... you kissed me back!" He waited a moment for that to sink in, and then murmured " ...and how!"
She sat back with a huff and folded her arms, face scrunched in a sulky pout. She tried to say something and couldn't. Then, she managed, "That's... that's because I didn't realise what was happening!"
"Do my kisses confuse you, Swara?" There was a laugh in his voice.
She glared at him.
He said, with a glimmer of a smile, "Are you trying to make me apologise for kissing you?"
"Yes!" she stormed back.
He shook his head emphatically. "No way."
"Kameena!" she scolded.
He grinned back.
Geet - Hui Sabse Parayee
Bade Achche Lagte Hain Naya Season
