Part-12
Virat Kohli has always considered himself a highly observant being. He was certain that he never missed any discomfort of his teammates and kids. He was quite a lot proud of his ability to observe and look after his team.
But right now, his great observation sense seemed to have forsaken him for he just didn't notice the plight of his teammates. Even after calling himself the king of observations such minute observations missed his notice. But in his defense, right now he was really-really tangled in very important work and because of that very important mission, he was banging on the door of one Bhuvneshwar Kumar at 1 am.
"BHUVIIIIIIII"
"Open the damn door before I break it," He bellowed uncaring of the other sleeping occupants of that floor.
To Bhuvi's credit, he groggily opened the door and pulled Virat inside his room before the other occupants of the floor could wake up and bash Virat for the ruckus he created.
"What"
Bhuvi demanded with a scowl from Virat. Ignoring, Bhuvi- Virat slumped down Bhuvi's bed and looked ready to go back to sleep. God, Bhuvi was going to murder Virat if he created such a ruckus because of nothing.
"Kul called. He was sobbing, he sounded so terrified, Bhuviiii. I didn't know what to do?" Virat rambled placing his phone inches away from Bhuvi's face as if Bhuvi could see from the phone how terrified Kul sounded.
"Why? What happened?" Bhuvi asked Virat trying to perfectly hide his worry as he took Virat's phone from Virat and the second the phone rested in his palm, it started ringing. Bhuvi picked up the call knowing Rahul will disconnect the call if it wasn't picked on the first bell.
"Vii," The timid voice of Rahul greeted both the worriedly shaking Vi and concerned Bhuvii.
"Rahuliyaaaa, what happened? You okay," Virat's sudden scream terrified Bhuvi more than Rahul's voice and Bhuvi was sure it scared Rahul too. Who the heck screams like this in the middle of the night?
"Yes...Vi bhaiya, I...I'm fine,"
"Nonsense, What happened Rahul? I want to know right now." Virat demanded hotly and Bhuvi felt like banging his head somewhere. Who talks to a terrified person like this? Again, apparently his Cheeku.
"I can't sleep," Rahul muttered apparently well acquainted with a demanding Kohli.
"From when did you get insomnia?" Virat asked Rahul almost indecorously and Bhuvi couldn't help himself from swatting Virat's head. What's wrong with this guy? While Virat grumbled about mean friends rubbing the back of his head. Rahul chuckled quietly all traces of fear forgotten.
"Oye, Rahuliyaaa don't laugh at your best elder brother," Virat scolded Rahul halfheartedly as Bhuvi rolled his eyes at Virat totally giving up on his sleep. He didn't think he will be able to sleep today with these incidences.
"Who said you're my eldest bro?" Rahul asked Virat almost dryly
Virat spluttered around mumbling something about mean brothers getting contaminated. Bhuvi didn't know what to do with all these almost cute hooligans? Ignoring, the spluttering Virat, he questioned the now calm and normal-sounding Rahul.
"What's the matter, Rahul?"
"It's really silly," Rahul started bashfully
"Well, did we ever laugh at your silly thoughts?" Virat's question was rhetorically and whether Rahul didn't totally get the tone or ignored it Bhuvi couldn't guess or was he trying to stall? Bhuvi thought listening to Rahul's reply.
"Geez, lemme think it was that time when I was drunk and then..." As Rahul began Virat hastily cut him off
"We won't laugh now, Do you really think Bhuvi will laugh at you? That's very bad Rahuliyaa," Virat happily turned the table on Rahul and Bhuvi didn't know whether to groan at the way Virat's mind worked or congratulate him for helping Rahul stall.
They heard Rahul grumble something that suspiciously sounded like as if I even mentioned Bhuvi and Bhuvii decided to take charge.
"What really happened Rahul?"
Bhuvi sent Virat a totally withering look when he opened his mouth to speak something again. Virat shut his mouth obediently.
"It's...It's just nightmares, Bhuvii" Rahul mumbled softly, self-consciously
"It's not just nightmares if it troubled you so much Rahuliyaa. What's it about?" Virat gently coaxed Rahul and Bhuvi was thankful for this. He wasn't sure if Rahul was comfortable enough to share his nightmares with him.
Sighing tiredly, Rahul launched into the details of the nightmares that weren't letting him sleep for the last few days. Since they separated again for the first few days it was a girl with blue lips and pure white orbs that he couldn't differentiate between her orbs and the white of her eyes telling him again and again. He didn't belong here. He was unwanted and useless. And many such hocus pocus stuff and from the past few days in his nightmares he started spotting Sanjay Manjrekar with few more men he didn't know, they were near a terror-inducing black sculpture. Even watching the sculpture all Rahul felt was total and utter terror. The sculpture reeked of death, fear, and heartache. It smelled of everything dark and forgotten and Sanjay Manjekar with those men wished something there. Rahul couldn't hear their wish in nightmares but after the wish, he always fell down in an abyss and the blue-lipped white orbs girl appears telling him.
"He didn't belong, he was supposed to be forgotten, he is unwanted,"
The moment Rahul finished his vivid nightmare both Virat and Bhuvii launched on a long lecture about how that girl was totally and utterly wrong. He wasn't unwanted or unworthy and they'll never forget him. He was one of them. A piece of their heart. A part of their life and one of the many puzzle pieces completing them and anyone who says anything opposite to this is an utter fool and idiot. And Virat won't mind thoroughly reeducating such persons. They lectured Rahul until he admitted he understood it and then Virat in a totally Virat manner ordered Rahul to go to sleep.
"No, Virat bhaiya..." Rahul protested immediately, he wasn't interested in meeting that ghost or whatever she was again but Virat won't hear anything of that.
"No, go to sleep, and if that girl appears again in your dreams. You tell her that you're not unwanted, alright. You tell her, Rahul. don't let her words clean bowled you, okay, hit her for the longest six,"
Hearing Virat's words Bhuvi really wanted to tell him that infuriating a ghost wasn't the right course of action. But he let it go, for now, Rahul's dreams might be nothing and Rahul seem to relax hearing Virat's obnoxious words anyway. So, Bhuvi and Virat continued talking with Rahul like they were doing commentary of the most boring match in the history of all matches and Rahul fell asleep hearing their boring slow words.
"Well, who knew we can use commentary as a lullaby?" A tired-looking Virat asked an equally tired-looking Bhuvi.
Bhuvi ignored Virat and jumped on the bed. It was 3 am in the morning and they can still get about 3 hours of sleep. But Virat didn't seem to get that memo as he continued talking in a grave totally unlike Virat tone.
"You know Bhuvii, Kul had the same dream but the words told to him were a little different yet the emphasis was on him being forgotten. Do you think Jassi gets such nightmares too? Should we check? It can't be a coincidence could it be?"
Virat asked Bhuvi all worked up and as much as Bhuvi wanted to ignore the whole incidence as a coincidence, the worried brother in him didn't let that happen. So, Bhuvirat called Jassi at 3:15 am, in the night, and unsurprisingly even Jassi picked up the call on the first ring. A little pestering, a little "I know what's happening" talks made even Jassi admit while shivering that he has been having similar dreams since they separated again.
Bhuvirat spent the remaining of the night putting Jassi to sleep while giving him a similar lecture they gave to Rahul and ordering him to contact them over anything and everything that's troubling him. After doing all this, they were too worried to fall asleep at all.
"I'm going to punch that Sanju Manju, next time I see him," Virat declared all determined
"Please don't, he didn't do anything yet," Bhuvi begged Virat trying to control his own anger. All this can't end up good if Virat erupted like a volcano right now and punch a senior player then he could be banned from the national team too. They need to act slyly and first of all figure out what the f**k happened to them?
"But,"
"Vi we need to know what happened and that too asap," Bhuvi said all determinedly and Virat looked the same. They don't know why but it felt like time was slipping out of there hands and that too fast.
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At 8 o'clock in the morning, the rest of the team found Bhuvirat already on the team bus looking too tired with their eyes as large as owls. Both of them seemed to mutter something about advance search, useless google, and what seemed like some odd human-bird hybrid name.
And MSD, Jadeja, Rohit, and Jinks again felt like something was thoroughly wrong. Like they were losing something and that too fast.
~to be continued~
So, hello everyone this is a filler chapter and I don't know if it's up to the mark or not. But anyway it's here. So, what's the mystery? What's going to happen? And why there seemed to be a deadline to Bhuvirat? To know more continue reading....a bond of a lifetime.
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