It's Boy-Girl Thing, 'm' Rated.

A/N: This story is Rated 'M' due to certain contents. Please read at your own risk. It does not contain such bold scenes though, but certain words make it an M rated story. Thank You! Here I begin with its first part. Please review ^_^

[PART 1]

"Wait! Where's that c****m?" He cried checking his pocket.

"What? Don't tell me you forgot again" She glared.

"Fuck Man! I kept it here! I remember" He insisted.

"You're so disgusting" She mumbled under her breath, moving him aside, who was busy kissing her neck, and at present, looking for that little rubber piece.

A Busy Day! Both busy in their own ways. One had the gun in his hand all day long, unfortunately, didn't use it even once and his would be fiancé, oh yeah! 'Would be' fiancé played with colorful chemicals, which was her work, actually. Yes! She moved about the corpse exactly five times, she remembered. Finally it was time for some fun, at midnight. No sooner did the car stop, than he started with his kissing work. Both entered the house in each other's arms and kissed continuously. They moved straight into the bed room, breaking a vase, kicking the sofa, almost falling on the dining table and lots more, on their way. Both stood at the door when this damn thing happened.

"Did you get it?" She asked settling her half opened bra.

He looked for it again, "Will you slap me if I say no?" He said sharply, raising his eye brows.

She smiled and pulled back her bra-strap. And a tight one on his face "YES!" she moved him and moved forward towards her cup-board.

"What yaa?" He clutched his stinging cheek.

"What?" She turned back with haste.

"See, it's not a big deal…. It's just…."

"Just what? I am not going to accept another abortion!" She reminded.

"Oh come on Tarika! You won't yaar!" he tried to assure.

"Oh Please! I know how active your sperms are" She smirked.

Abhijeet joined her laughing and finally caught his breath, "Oh yeah?"

"OH my! It's your property and you don't know?" She tried to tease.

"Well, it's mine, but on bed, the work is yours"

"Shut Up!" She threw his shirt on his face. "Now go home!" she smirked

"Man! I was in mood yaar!"

"N. O. NO" she ordered.

He looked annoyed this time. "Come one Tarika, don't behave like those annoying prostitutes yaar!"

"No I am not, I am just….." Something readily clicked her mind. "What Prostitute?" She glared.

"Oh Shit!" He smacked his forehead.

"No, what do you mean?" She came forward to meet his eyes.

"See"

"See what?" She seemed to be really angry, rather shocked.

"It's just a part of my work."

"What work?"

"You know, we have to do certain things to make the scene realistic, that's all" he said, looking deep into her eyes.

"Unbelievable, you sleep with other girls and I don't even know about it? Was I less, huh? Why?" She said in a trembling voice.

"Hey? What's wrong with you?" He held her by her arms.

She felt like crying.

"Why are you crying yaar?" he tried to console.

"Why are you crying?" she shifted him back. "You're enjoying with other girls the whole day, and then with me at night?"

"Shut Up Tarika! What do you mean by enjoy? Huh?"

"What else should I call it then?" she argued.

"Do you even know how difficult is it for me? I really don't to do that job on bed but I have to." He said.

"And you expect me to believe this?" she said wiping her tear.

"Oh yes Tarika! You have to!" He suddenly got angry. "Only we know what we have to face!"

"What's there to face, huh? Guys always love such shit!" She shouted.

"It's not about a guy or girl Tarika! It's about an unwilling sex that we have to do."

"And it's like; you don't like it, huh?" She glared.

"You will never UNDERSTAND you know, no matter how much I explain!"

"No I won't! I only know that you screw with some bloody girls in the name of duty!"

"Dammit!" He started dressing himself. He was quick enough to re-button his shirt and pick up the car keys, "Bye!" he turned to leave.

"Yeah yeah! Go, Go and sleep with some bloody prostitute."

He stopped at the last word, "The day you will have to do this, you will get it clear in your head!" he turned his gaze towards the door but turned again to finish, "Wait, actually it's like, you will never be able to expose yourself before some guy, because you're just a bloody shy girl, who will never understand the crime world, but doubt like an inspector!" He rushed towards the main exit.

She fell on the bed, with her half exposed body. A tear or two rolled down her eye as the words echoed 'You're just a bloody shy girl'

A/N: Thank for reading! Please Review ^_^