"No, you just avoid those eyes which reads your face like an open book."

Rohit in his whole life never felt this helpless, this useless, this broken and angry with himself. He was utterly useless here, waiting in the dim, depressing hospital room with white all around him. The monochromatic shades reminding him of his monochromatic anger, his frustration and the words he threw at Virat drowning in his own ocean of anger played in his mind like a song. A song that acted like a bat hitting his heart again and again for repeated sixes.

"How could you disappear like that???" He could hear himself ask Virat in a high pitched voice as he stood numbly in the dressing room, not meeting anyone's gaze.

"Was that girl more important than our dreams Virat?? Was your sorrow and self-pity more important than the dreams of billion people?? Why are you standing all quiet answer us?" The accusing finger pointed at him as he questioned him coldly. For a moment, he wanted to back out, back out as Virat's red-rimmed betrayed glassy eyes landed on him but his anger was too high that moment. Anger not for losing the cup, well that anger also contributed some percent in the net anger but mostly the anger was coming out of worry, worry for his wayward best friend, the fear that gripped his cells not knowing where he was, the fear that consumed him whole and now he was drunk on anger, anger with the whole team. They were drunk on a mixture of anger and worry and the words yelled were in frustration to gain a reaction from their captain standing there numb like a mannequin.

"Where were you Virat??" Mahi bhai's question Virat in his commanding tone, the tone of Captain Mahendra Singh Dhoni, the tone Virat never ignored well never ignored before that day.

"Why aren't you answering us, Virat Bhaiya." Kulya's voice was pleading yet Virat didn't waver from his silence and he never really ignored Kulya ever.

"What did you do, Virat??" The question came from one of the supporting staff member, his tone so accusing that all of them winced in their hearts.

"I can't tell you." Was the only thing Virat said and Rohit wanted to know more, he wanted to know more and he was hurt and in his hurt, he hurt Virat more than he can fathom.

"The guy who played the day after his father's day disappeared today. What was more important than the final Virat?? Who became more important than your father's funeral that you became so careless about everyone's dreams." His words were as sharp as a sword and it pierced Virat's heart as his broken eyes glanced at him devasted.

"I came back, didn't I???" The words, we're nothing more than a feeble whisper, the words were nothing more than the sound of winds which gets ignored daily as Virat left the dressing room.

Rohit doesn't think he'll forget the look in Virat's eyes before he left for the rest of his life. And now more than ever he needs his best friend to come back and tell him again in a cocky manner, not a broken one, God, never a broken one ever " I come back, didn't I??"

He wants his best friend there beside him, he wants to hug the life out of me and call him idiot, stupid, idiot and a rascal again and again for making him so scared, for making him feel so useless and helpless, for worrying him like this, for scaring the life out of him again.

The utter rubbish going on the television irked him like nothing in the entire planet. He didn't even bother to justify his action when his whole team gaped at him. Sanju Manju was uttering rubbish out there, and he was definitely going to kill him. No, matter what Mahi bhai has to say to him. He is going to kill that idiotic guy out there. Surprisingly, everyone in the team stood by his thoughts and even Mahi bhai didn't discourage them and he couldn't even feel happy about this point as the person who was always more happy than him on his achievements was lying on a hospital bed comatose.

He wanted to cry, cry again like he did in the car, holding onto Jinx for dear life. He met Jinx eyes, Jinx eyes which mirrored his eyes. The pain, heartbreak, fury and guilt shining in those eyes just like his and at that moment he wanted to look in Virat's sparkling mischief, filled eyes. He needed his best friend with him. He needed Virat and he cursed himself, cursed himself for not talking to him for so long. What if he never hears his best friends voice ever again??? No, Virat will come back. He always does. Rohit tried to reassure himself but all in vain, all in vain as he didn't know how is his best friend and they won't let him see him.

He was totally thrown off guard when Kulya suddenly exclaimed "bhabi". Surprise, clouding his gaze as Jinks, Sikh and he shared a glance looked at each other and then at the slender women standing on the doorway, dressed in a white coat. She looked worn out and more than a little terrified of them as she entered the room, her eyes moving from each of them before settling on Kulya.

Virat's unknown fiance, the fiance his non-DNA sharing family didn't know. The fiance only Kulya knew and even then they didn't ask him about her. He cursed himself over this negligence and by Jinks narrowed eyes and Sikh's peering gaze knew both of them did too. After all, how can they forget their Virat's heartbreak?? How can they forget the sorrow that clung to him like a second akin after Natasha broke his heart?? And didn't they decide that they won't let any other girl enter his life without running a thorough analysis of her. Didn't they decided their brother can only date girls after they had passed the approved stamp to shield him from the heartbreak?? And here she is Virat's going to be better half. The girl in his life, the girl who have equal rights on their cheeku and the girl they don't even know.

He looked and found the whole ICT looking at her with scrutiny and he checked her again. She didn't seem Virat's type or Virat's first choice in general. Maroon wavy waist-long hair, lanky frame, baggy clothes, pale skin and big spectacles resting on her eyes. She looked a weird combo of professional and casual and his heart again thought she wouldn't be his brother's choice.

Kulya's questions broke his heart once again and her answers made him feel like the wounds we're inflected on his soul rather than Virat's body but his brother will live and he will see him soon and that's all that matter doesn't it. He'll get his best friend back, he'll make Rohirat happen again but for now, his brother will live and that's all that matters for now.

And his heart broke again when he saw ABD's call on Virat's fiance's phone. He looked at Jinks and Sikh letting them know about his heartbreak. His sauten knew about Virat's fiance, even had her number and here he doesn't even know her name and what type of girl she is. He doesn't even know whether she deserves his brother or not and then there is that ABD contacting her. The ABD Virat always praises and is all like he is my brother. The ABD whose bromance with Virat trends and while his and Virat's enmity trends and he wants to hold Virat to himself and scream at that ABD " he is my brother first, he is my best friend first and he'll always be mine brother first." 

He wouldn't care if he looks utterly childish but his bestie belonged to him, belonged to them and everyone needs to know that. He hadn't seriously expected Raina to be there. Heck, going through the shock of most of their team members face neither did they. He had seen Raina bhai in many avatars since his debut for India in 2007 but this angry was a first time and he could understand where those feelings came from like the three of them have been playing together since 2008, back then they were the youngest. They were the ones who got bossed around and pranked by the seniors. They were the one who went through the fake initiation ceremony. They were the one who joked around and have their own tag of mischief-makers. They are brothers.

The whole team ridding on the prize vehicles together on the field after winning the series. The ride on Virat's Renault after the Micromax cup in 2012 or the numerous ride on the won bikes on the field. The bike ride with Virat sitting behind him and the bike ride with Raina accompanying them, cracking jokes. The bike ride of jadu and Virat both of them as they laughed off at everyone and the moments they lived with Zahir bhai, bhaji bhai, Yuvi bhai and everyone else. No wonder they all are worried for brothers fight but at the end of the day care like no one else.

And he couldn't, just couldn't make himself look in Raina's eyes and let him read the way he let Virat down and them also. He couldn't, just couldn't make eye contact with Raina and so he focused on everyone else and the year-long moments which became memories playing in his mind.

He watched as both Jinks, Sikh and Jaddu showed him their phones with more than 100 missed calls and 1000 of texts from just about everyone. They needed to answer the questions but he just wanted to be Virat presently. Just with Virat reminiscing how he became besties with the Delhi dude who laughed after listening to his every two words.

~to be continued ~

So, I know this update wasn't that good but I've got an exam tomorrow and I'm writing and I don't even know what I've written. So, sorry for that next update will be on Saturday most probably. And so here are the pics of the moments I used to live for.

(I absolutely loved this one, when it happened. I was laughing with them and it felt so special. I can't forget it.)

(They were such dorks back then)

(And not to forget Rohirat are love)

(This is Prisha Sharma btw people, spectacles and all and for her hair style check out the above pic of the girl with )

(Though her hair style is kind of like

this, with the same colour and all.)