《How it all began (A Rohit-Virat Friendship Fanfiction)》The first meeting
Advertisement
After leading India to win the U-19 WC, Virat earned his India call up for the Sri Lanka series in August 2008.
The seniors straight away made a fool of him by telling him that everyone new in the team had to touch Sachin sir's feet as a mark of respect. Since he had pretty much worshipped Sachin all his life, he did it without complain, and the rest of the team burst into laughter as Sachin sir pulled him up by his shoulders.
A red faced Virat was muttering apologies or something to his idol when he noticed Rohit Sharma grinning at him from behind Sachin sir.
It wasn't a mocking grin, it was just a friendly, nice sort of grin.
Virat once again felt that this guy was so... impossible to dislike.
He found himself grinning back.
___________
Virat made his debut on 18th August. It was just an average performance by him, and as he had prayed, like everyone else, that he played fearfully well on his debut, he felt quite down in the dumps after the match ended.
He was walking to his room in the hotel when a voice behind him said, "Hi!"
Virat turned and saw Rohit, wearing that friendly smile again.
"Hi," said Virat.
"I'm Rohit Sharma," said Rohit, extending his hand.
"I know that," said Virat incredulously, taking his hand. Then he blushed and stammered, "I mean--I've seen you play for India in the last year... I'm Virat Kohli, by the way."
"I know that, too," said Rohit, his eyes twinkling. "I've seen you lead the U-19 team to win the World Cup!"
"Nice," said Virat, grinning, all his awkwardness melting away suddenly.
Rohit noticed the room number on the key in Virat's hand and said delightedly, "Look, we've got adjacent rooms! It's good, because I'm awful at waking up on time, and I don't like it when the seniors have to call me, it sounds too much like I'm in trouble. You can call me tomorrow though--if you're any good at punctuality?"
Advertisement
Rohit paused for breath and Virat said, "I'm pretty good at it, so don't worry, I'll wake you up."
"It'll take quite some effort," sighed Rohit as the two of them started to talk towards their floor together.
And just like that, they were talking like they had known each other for ages--it was always that way between the two of them.
They spent the evening in Rohit's room, and at one point, Virat took out his phone and asked for Rohit's number, which was when Rohit realised with dismay that his phone was not with him.
"I must have left it in the stadium," said Rohit in consternation.
"Tell someone immediately!" urged Virat.
"It's the second time I've lost it this month," wailed Rohit. "Mahi bhai said he'll bench me for one match if I repeated it!"
"But how can you just lose your phone like that?" said Virat, shocked.
"I don't know. I'm defective that way, I guess," said Rohit, sounding so mournful that Virat couldn't help laughing.
"Don't laugh!" said Rohit. "What am I going to do, Mahi bhai will kill me... Virat! Can you tell Mahi bhai for me?" he asked, brightening.
"Do you think that's going to be of any use?" demanded Virat. "He'll just tell me to send you to him."
"Come with me, at least!" begged Rohit.
"That I can do," said Virat obligingly, and they went to look for Mahi bhai.
__________
Mahi bhai opened his door to find Rohit and Virat standing there.
"Mahi bhai," began Rohit nervously. "You see..."
Mahi took in Rohit's shifty demeanor, and Virat's half amused, half supportive look at Rohit, and his experienced mind saw a lot more than either of them could have imagined.
Advertisement
"Let me guess," he sighed. "You've left your phone back in the stadium again."
Rohit nodded, looking apprehensive.
Mahi bhai shook his head in exasperation and called one of their staff from his phone and instructed him to retrieve Rohit's phone.
"Thanks a lot, Mahi bhai," said Rohit, trying to edge out of the room. "See you--"
"Don't think I've forgotten my threat," said Mahi bhai sternly.
"Are you really going to bench me?" Rohit asked anxiously.
"Ideally, I should."
"Please don't do that, Mahi bhai," said Virat, surprising himself with his courage. "He'll not repeat it again."
Mahi bhai smiled knowingly. "Last chance, Rohit."
"Thank you!" cried Rohit in delight and he and Virat exchanged a grin.
As they skipped away, Mahi bhai's gaze lingered on them.
He already knew what neither Rohit nor Virat did.
He already knew that this was the beginning of something extremely special.
Mahi bhai always knew.
_________
"It's really risky to leave your phone lying about!" Virat told Rohit that night. "Why do you do that?"
"I don't do it on purpose, you know," said Rohit sheepishly, and Virat felt something powerful and strange stirring inside him.
He later realised that it had been a very strong liking, mingled with a wish that Rohit becomes a close friend of his....
Some day.
Advertisement
- In Serial18 Chapters
Riposte
Noël is known across the city of Portland—and not by choice. Under the care of the richest man in the city and just transferred to a new high school, she's already making close friends... and bitter enemies. A chance encounter on her first day plunges her headfirst into a secret underground tournament. Between suspicious classmates and utter strangers, Noël soon gets a taste for the addictive rush of the duel, but questions of love and trust complicate every move she makes. Cutthroat games with grim consequences await her in a shadowy world of competitors all dueling for the greatest prize imaginable. A new story from Etzoli, that one butterfly who writes things. This is a side-adventure I've written during the pandemic, as I've been having a lot of trouble getting into the correct head-space for writing my main series (The Last Science). Expect some rougher bits. Schedule is sporadic, but this will be a shorter one (closer to Snipe or Epilogue in length). I hope you enjoy it! Full-size cover art [Discord] - come hang out and chat sometime with etzy and other readers!
8 169 - In Serial72 Chapters
MAD Wendigo
Eternal youth, the eradication of disease. Researchers believed humanity could ascend to another level of existence with the help of a unique condition. Megalemic Autoimmune Diplioma. But, not long after the MAD-Pathogen was discovered, a mysterious new virus appeared in the general public and began taking lives. With those first deaths, the virus evolved and mutated the recently deceased. It made wendigos. MAD Wendigo chronicles the struggles of those trying to survive amidst the reanimated, man-eating creatures in a harsh changed world.
8 185 - In Serial21 Chapters
Forgetful
A man with no memories finds himself stuck in a car in a snowy night. In trying to recover his memories, he finds secrets and mysteries hidden in dreams. His past actions haunt him as he slowly discovers who he was, and contemplates who wants to be.
8 78 - In Serial18 Chapters
The First Realm
Frank Richland sometimes dreams of being a character in one of the video games he plays or the fantasy stories he reads, but he never expected to be come the leader of his own country and the master of a realm. Frank is not given a choice by the mysterious system that kidnaps him during a relaxing walk upon one of the many paths around Austin. The system warns him that other Realm Masters will try to conquer his realm which will kill him. The only path to survival is to build a strong empire, to become a powerful psion, and to grow as quickly as he can.
8 202 - In Serial40 Chapters
Einherjar
*This is the remake of Hell Bound* Einherjar, known in Norse mythology for being the warriors who fight at the end of days, Ragnarok. Arthur Clive felt that described Adventurer's pretty well, given that they were fighting to prevent the apocalypse due to a megalomaniacal being known as Chronos who somehow took over Hell and invaded Earth. It seems like a fantasy, but it isn't... and Arthur is just one of many who are trying to kill Chronos before he kills them. The only difference between Arthur and the others being that he's the closest to getting it right.
8 146 - In Serial21 Chapters
Life, Death and Other Troubles
CURRENTLY EDITING/REWRITING Progress - 11/13 Life sucks for Ashton, a regular office worker. His death sucked too. His next life hopefully won't be as crappy as the last but... there's a good chance that will suck too. Ashton is reborn into a darkish fantasy world, his soul split in two, creating his second, sperate personality Ash, a bit of a bloodthirsty guy. How will they cope in a world filled with demons, elves, dwarves, goblins, ogres and magic? For Ashton at least, not that well. Their new life is rough, it might break them, change them, rebuild them from the ground up. How will they cope with such a different way of life? How long can they survive the harsh environment? What will the two become by the end? -Contains mature themes, slavery, gore and offscreen rape. - My first proper story, would love some constructive feedback!
8 86

