Chapter 2: I Wish You Understood Me

A/N: Guys, many of you have said that last chapter was a bit short. Actually I've deliberately kept it short because I didn't know if y'all would like to read such a different topic or not. But now that I know that you people are interested, I'll post longer chapters henceforth. Before I start the story I'd like to say one thing, I don't have anything against Daya or Abhijeet. I'm their fan too. It's just that in my story Nakul is smarter than both of them.

Now, here's the story… Enjoy!

I WISH YOU UNDERSTOOD ME

"Nakul!" bellowed a commanding voice.

A five-year-old kid came running along. His eyes betrayed the fear that he felt at the moment.

"Would you mind explaining your actions?" said his angry father.

He gave his father a questioning look- he had no idea what his father was talking about. Neither did he have enough courage to ask him about it.

"I received a call from your principal complaining about you." Said Senior Inspector Pradyuman.

"I didn't start the fight. They always bully me in school." Thought Nakul.

"Would you be polite enough to give an answer?"Said an impatient Pradyuman.

"Never seen such a misbehaved child in my life" he muttered under his breath, and headed for his room.

Nakul stood there for a while, and then he started towards his room, his head bowed.

Inside his room,

"What the hell happens to you whenever he's in front of you? Why the hell, are you always dumbfounded whenever your father asks you something?" he thought, frustrated.

"I wish you understood me, Dad." He said in a small voice.

Inside Pradyuman's room,

"Why does he always give this look to me whenever I ask him something?" thought Pradyuman. "Kya main uske saath zarurat se kuch zyada hi strict hoon?"

He sat down on his bed, exasperated.

"Wish I could tell you how much I love you Nakul." He thought, "It's just that I'm concerned about you."

After a while,

He came out of his room and headed towards his son's room. He was about to knock when he found that the door was already open.

Slowly, he pushed the door open. He found that the lights were switched off and Nakul was sitting in a corner staring out of the window, towards the sky. As he went nearer he realized that Nakul was clutching a picture of his mother in his hand, his eyes were still moist.

Pradyuman felt guilty for doing this to him. After all, he is the only family to Nakul.

"Nakul!" he said, ever so softly.

"Huh?" he jerked out of his thoughts. He was mentally prepared for another round of scolding.

"You have five minutes. Get dressed. We are going out for dinner tonight" said his father.

This was is the last thing that he had been expecting at the moment. Nonetheless, it was an outing that he had always dreamt of.

PRESENT DAY

CID Interrogation room,

"Listen Nakul, I've been asking you politely for a long time now. And all of this is just because you're ACP sir's son." Said an angry Abhijeet.

"Forget the fact that I'm your ACP sir's son and do whatever you can" challenged Nakul, his voice barely above a whisper, a smirk still playing on his lips.

"Don't challenge me like that." hissed Abhijeet dangerously.

Nakul just nodded his head indicating him to come closer; a twinkle was there in his eyes. Abhijeet was taken aback. He didn't know how to react. He went closer to him.

"Is it true that you seek for the death penalty for every single killer that you catch?" he asked as if quite amused by the idea.

"How's that of any concern to you?" Abhijeet said in a manner that indicated that was not going to allow such nonsense.

"Then don't even think of doing anything to me now." Said Nakul innocently, earning himself a cold stare from Abhijeet. "You've left the camera on" he finished managing to flash a childish smile towards the senior inspector.

"So?" Abhijeet asked this time irritated.

"If you do anything to me now then the camera will provide enough evidence against you to get you convicted."Nakul said innocently. Abhijeet could not help but admire his observation skills, thinking that had he been in CID, then CID would have had a great detective.

Just at that moment, Vivek opened the door. Abhijeet turned towards him.

"Do you have anything to say?" he asked clearly not pleased at being disturbed.

"A murder has been reported. ACP Sir wants you to go to the crime scene." He said.

"Even Rajat can do that."

"Yes, but he wants you and Daya sir to go."

"Right." Shooting a venomous look towards Nakul he turned to leave, pausing long enough to ask Vivek to take him back to back to the lock-up.

Vivek closed the door behind him as he entered the Interrogation room and switched the camera off. Pulling a chair and sitting opposite to Nakul he asked, "Why don't you let everyone know who you actually are?"

"Vivek, in our profession we are supposed to keep our mouth shut even if that make people think of us as a modern-day Lucifer." He replied.

"But everyone will be proud of you, especially ACP Sir…" Argued Vivek.

"I'll let them know when the time comes." Said Nakul, thinking, "Why would I even think of making you happy, Dad, when you never thought of doing the same for me?"

A/N: Guys please let me know what you think of this chapter. Positive and negative both views are welcome. Suggestions are also welcome. I would like thank KDlove-uall, Blindredeyes, Poesia-Raro, RB-friends, Hello CID, Originals143, foreverknights28, CID Rocks, StyleDiva, mnpk12, m6, Metallic Mist and guest for your reviews.

And, dear guest as per your request, the first chapter of my story based on DaReya is almost complete. I am hoping to post it by the end of this week.

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