"Police?", He whispered shortly looking gob smacked, standstill at his place. The officers at the door watched him in confusion when he didn't even bothered to start a conversation with them. However the one leading all managed it.

"Excuse me? Kya hum andar aa sakte hai?", Daya snapped out of his shock when the policeman was already shaking him a bit coming inside. Regaining all that he had Daya frowned a bit thinking, 'If they were going to come inside, why did they ask that question?'

He shook his head now letting out a gasp, "Aap log yahan kyun? Koi problem hui hai kya?"

"Haan ek chotisi problem hai. Hume aapke ghar ki talashi leni hai." Daya's eyes went wide in blow, "Talashi kisliye?"

Officer returned a smile to him answering his question, "Aap tension mat lijiye. Bas yehi paas mein ek chori ka case report hua hai aur hum sabhi gharon ki talashi le rahe hai. Just co-operate."

Daya could do nothing but just nod and let them do whatever they want to. They all started with their work. Daya was waiting for them to get it finished as soon as they can. After all they are messing his house with their all will. When the Police were done, they were back in the hallway.

The leading one stood before Daya in smile though a glint of sadness could be seen in his eyes : Kya aapke saath koi aur bhi rehta hai? Naam kya hai unka?

Daya cocked his eyebrow hearing something which have nothing to do with this case but answered : Jee mai yahan mere roommate ke saath rehta hun. Uska naam Abhijeet hai.

Policeman nodded with a silent, "sure". Then shook hands with him and left from there. Daya was going to close the door after the troop went out but was dashed with a new entry. He stumbled on the floor but Abhijeet didn't even bothered to give him a hand or look at him.

Daya yelled at him in pain : Oh mister yeh kya tha? (He stood up after a while but Abhijeet hurried inside his room. Daya followed him in while there was confusion on his face. He stood at the door looking at Abhijeet who was busy checking on his things.)

" Unhone kuch giraya viraya toh nahi?", Abhijeet asked still busy with his stuffs.

"Hunh?" Daya asked not understanding what he asked. Abhijeet's hand stopped abruptly finding a way on the sides of his waist glaring angrily at Daya. "Maine pucha unhone kuch giraya viraya toh nahi?" His tone was a much louder which forced Daya to keep hands on his ears when he understood this time. He shook his head in 'no' and Abhijeet sighed in relief jumping on the bed, throwing his zipper on the either side and being half naked.

Daya looked at him disgusted realising he didn't had any tee under his zipper. But probably he had yesterday. Yes he did had.

"Tumhari T-Shirt kahan hai?" Daya asked. Abhijeet leaned on his bed pulling the blanket over his face answering from under it, " Kisi aur ko uski zyada zarurat thi!"

Daya made another query in confusion, "Kise?" A smile appeared on his face when he heard later snoring intentionally. He shook his head in disappointment and went out of the room closing the door behind. Then engaged himself in cleaning the house as he had planned in the morning.

As soon as Daya went outside Abhijeet's phone started ringing. He picked it up without wasting any time, probably knowing who was it.

"Rahul?" He gasped after calling out that particular name. "I'm fine ." He bit his lips tearily hearing to the other side. Then nodded slightly before hanging on the conversation and then again going under his cover.

...

It was afternoon till then and Daya was done with his work. He came along and threw himself on couch with a bit glint of tiredness. Suddenly he heard a phone buzz from the other room so was pretty sure that Abhijeet must be done with his sleep too. His prediction came true when Abhijeet actually came out with a blanket wrapped around while eyes still close.

Daya smiled in awe looking at the sleepyhead's messy hair and laziness. Abhijeet too sat down on the either side of couch. Now this time Daya had a good opportunity to mess around with him. He took a newspaper and rolled it only to snap it on Abhijeet's head leaving the poor boy in pain. "Oou!"

Daya looked at his annoyed expression and started laughing looking quite silly. "Dude! Yeh kya tha?" Abhijeet yelled at him. "Subah ka badla!" Daya winked at him childishly making Abhijeet grumble.

"Ho gai aapki neend puri?" Daya asked jokingly. Abhijeet frowned at him but threw a card towards him snuggling in his blanket.

"Yeh kya hai?"

" Skyler Enterprises. Niche diye gae number pe call karo, batao ki maine tumhe yeh card diya hai, appointment fix karo, fir jao vahanpar aur interview de kar aao. Ache hue toh select ho jaoge, ghatiya hue toh bhaga diye jaoge." He said all in a go catching Daya flabbergasted.

When Abhijeet didn't found Daya speaking anything he opened one of his eyes and looked at him. He was glaring Abhijeet hard, with all that he had and maybe after thinking for a while now Abhijeet knows the reason. "Oh no, no, no, don't worry. Tumpar koi ehsaan nahi kar raha hun. Iss company ke manager ko ek naya employee chahiye tha. Vacancy hai issliye unhone mujhe bataya. Ab vo bhi mera acha dost hai, tum bhi mere ache dost ho. Toh maine socha kyun na tum dono ka fayda kiya jae. Profit matters."

He said so and received another hit of the newspaper roll over the same spot by a smiling Daya.

"Ouch! Ab yeh kisliye tha?" He spoke rubbing his head but Daya didn't bother to answer. He just took his phone along the card and went upstairs. Abhijeet's eyes followed Daya until he disappeared. He then let out a sigh saying "Hunh! bhalai ka toh zamana hi nahi hai." and then smiled. Finally now he decided to get out of his blanket and freshen up.

...

"YES! YES! YES!" Loud happy cheers could be heard after few minutes from upstairs turning Abhijeet restless. Everytime he tried to concentrate on whatever he was doing with his guitar, Daya made it worse.

"Daya mujhe malum hai ki tum khush ho okay? Par ab bahot ho gaya sachi! Yeh upar chillane se acha hai kal ki tayari karo." Abhijeet spoke getting utterly annoyed.

"Meri tayari toh kabki ho gai. I hope pehle din sab theek ho. Shit! Seriously, I'm selected!: Daya yelled from his room.

"Alright you are selected par ab please shant ho jao varna mai tumhara mun hot wax se chipka dunga!" Abhijeet spoke gritting his teeth. Now the house was dipped in silence and Abhijeet took a sigh of relief, trying to move his fingers on those strings once again smoothly.

A/N I know it was a sick chap!

Do R and R guys.

Take care, Janhvi.