Title - His Black Coat

Charaters: Abhijeet / Tarika

Quick Summary - Random AbhiRika Fluff but told from POV of Abhijeet's Coat!

I was thick, black in colour and I had a highly masculine feel which I was proud of. But that didn't mean I didn't feel any pain!

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The tailor cut me smoothly with a pair of his scissors. Too bad he couldn't hear me screaming in agony. The sewing machine punctured me through its fine needles. I wondered when this odreal would be over. It took quite a few days but when I was finally ready and when he held me in front of the mirror, I was amazed by my new look.

I thought I looked rather classy in shiny black material, exquisitely tailored with nice deep pockets. The tailor had done a fine job on me. He then put me on display in a corner of his shop.

People would stare at me longingly but most would just look and touch me gently and then scuttle away. I was too expensive you see.

I immensely enjoyed myself hanging around, watching people getting rather desperate for me. Their expressions said it all. But my happiness was rather short lived. I got bored. I wondered for how long I would have to stay in this shop hanging onto a lifeless mannequin. I wanted a new home. And now I desperately hoped someone would have me.

And one fine day my prayers were answered. A man walked into the store asking about me. He seemed to be very taken by me. His name was Abhijeet and he was a CID Officer and he wished to have me! Oh, I could not contain my excitement. I had finally found a new home! And that too of a CID Officer.

Abhijeet tried me on and I fit him perfectly. The parting with my previous owner was rather a painful one on my part but my previous owner showed no remourse. He had eyes only for the thick wad of bills in his hand.

"Huh! Selfish, selfish world" I thought and was glad that my new owner was now CID Officer Abhijeet.

The very same evening, Abhijeet put me on. He looked quite handsome black trousers, grey shirt and me of course. I observed he was rather conscious about his looks for he check the mirror quite often. I deduced this was a rather special evening for him. And within minutes I was proved right for he murmured to himself, 'Prepare to get impressed, Tarika'

"So there was some charming lady involved! Things were certainly getting interesting." I thought.

I shivered slightly as Abhijeet sprayed some perfume on me. Oh, it smelled wonderfully manly. I was glad Abhijeet chose me tonight for the special occasion and I vowed inwardly not to let him down. His girl would certainly get impressed.

Checking himself for the last time in the mirror, he grabbed a present wrapped in shiny gold paper and we drove in his car towards the destination.

The party was in full swing when we reached and shortly afterwards we were surrounded by Abhijeet's collegues.

I watched couples waltzing on the dance floor. Girls in frilly dress and chic gowns eyed me as well as Abhijeet in awe. I was rather enjoying myself. However, Abhijeet kept scanning the crowd looking for someone. No doubt it was Tarika.

And then suddenly he exclaimed, 'Tarika!'

I watched eagerly as a slim, curly haired beauty made her way towards us. She looked pretty indeed in her elegant white gown which fit her perfectly.

I heard Abhijeet draw a deep breath as she drew nearer. I suddenly felt warm. The temprerature around us rose considerably and then Abhijeet said, 'Happy Birthday, Tarika! You look stunning'

Tarika embraced us lovingly and her shy tinkling laugh echoed everywhere.

'Thank you Abhijeet! Smart Coat you have got there!' Tarika remarked.

I let out a whoop of joy. That pretty lady called me smart! She liked me! I was on cloud nine indeed.

Abhijeet however didn't seem pleased about her comment. On the contrary, his voice sounded rather hurt when he said, 'Oh, the Coat is smart, is it? What about me?'

'Oh come on Abhijeet, it's you which makes your Coat look smart' said Tarika.

I could not contain my anger. "Abhijeet was jealous of me! And now to please him, Tarika had altered her words." I wondered whether Abhijeet could sense me fuming in anger.

Tarika gave a squeal of delight as Abhijeet handed her her Birthday Gift. I was too busy thinking about how I would have my revenge on Abhijeet to feel happy for them.

But I didn't have to wait long. A very handsome looking man appeared beside Tarija and he held out his hand for her, 'Will you dance with me?'

Tarika's gaze flicked over to Abhijeet and then she nodded. The man led her towards the dance floor.

Abhijeet had suddenly gone cold. He watched Tarika dancing with that other man, with a fiery gaze.

"Serves you right for what you did to me sometime ago!" I wished I could yell at him.

The music turns to a rather slow one and the lights get dimmed. I can practically feel Abhijeet shaking with envy. He was clutching his soft drink glass so tightly that I was afraid I was going to break under his pressure.

"Oh imagine my state if the shards of glass get stuck onto me and that soft drink would certainly make a mess of me!"

Abhijeet apparantly decided that he had had enough.

He went towards them and said in a steely voice, 'Can I have Tarika back?'

'Sure' the man replied and Tarika gently placed her palm in his outstreched hand.

They began dancing and I felt Abhijeet's anger and jealousy vanish. They conversed in whispers and I watched Tarika laugh. She blushed often too. She seemed to have fallen for this charming CID Officer as well. They rarely broke eye contact.

I enjoyed the dancing part as I felt Tarika's soft hands brush against my smooth, silky material often.
Sometime later, they sat down for dinner.

It was a boring affair for me. The smell of food overpowered me. I was finding it rather suffocating. I wished Abhijeet would hurry up. He didn't even seem to me eating much. He was busy staring at Tarika's face. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Abhijeet got up.

The crowd had started to disperse. It was rather late. The party had come to an end.

Abhijeet and Tarika walked back slowly towards his car.

'I enjoyed a lot tonight, Abhijeet. Thank you for coming.' Tarika whispered.

'Oh, how could I not come for your birthday? Your special day? And I enjoyed every moment spent with you this evening. I really hope we will have many such evenings in future.' said Abhijeet.

Tarika blushed badly and threw Abhijeet a shy smile.

'Sure. I would love to' she murmured and she kissed him gently on his cheek.

He flushed slightly but the darkness didn't show it. He stood watching Tarika drive away and the pressed his palm to the spot where she had kissed him on his cheek.

He smiled sheepishly and the sat back in his own car. He let out a sigh. 'This evening definitely turned out great, didn't it?' Abhijeet said to no body in particular.

And then after a moment he patted me lovingly, 'Such a lucky Coat! Every time, I meet Tarika here onwards, I am going to wear this. That way everything will just be fine'

"Wait! What did Abhijeet just say? That I was his lucky Coat? Oh!"

I was so full of emotion and all the anger built up inside me vanished instantly. This man, this CID Officer held me in such high esteem! I was obliged! I blessed my fortune that I had landed with CID Officer Abhijeet. I was happy that everything had gone well between him and Tarika. I really couldn't wait for their next meeting which I was sure would be much more romantic.

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