Water to The Fire - Pandava x Reader - A Mahabharata Fanfiction

Part 7 - The beginning of Trouble

A few peaceful years had passed since the painful history of Y/N had been revealed to the Pandavas. Now 17, Y/N had blossomed into a strong-willed young woman whose natural talents were complemented by a maturity and wisdom far beyond her years.

On the dawn of her birthday, a knock echoed through her bedroom. Before she could respond, the heavy wooden door swung open to reveal an unexpected sight—both the Pandava and Kaurava brothers stood united in the doorway, smiles on their faces.

Y/N blinked in surprise at the sight of her unlikely visitors. "Uh, morning guys. Care to explain what's going on here?" she asked, bemused but curious.

Duryodhana stepped forward, his usual stern expression softened by rare warmth. "We've come together to wish you health and happiness on this special day," he declared with unexpected sincerity.

Beside him, Dushasana eagerly extended an elegantly wrapped gift box, its silken ribbons catching the morning light. "Please accept this small token of our affection and esteem for you, dear sister," he said, his voice gentle.

Even Vikarna, known for his reserved demeanor, allowed a faint smile as he looked at Y/N, his gratitude evident. It was clear that her efforts to bridge the gap between their factions had left a lasting impact.

Arjuna, embodying the unity of the group, spoke for all of them. "Today, we set aside all past disputes to celebrate the joy you've brought into our lives. May this new year of your life bring you every blessing you deserve."

Y/N's heart swelled with emotion as she took in their heartfelt gestures. She accepted their well-wishes and the beautifully wrapped gift with genuine gratitude. It was a rare and precious moment of unity among the once-divided factions, and she was deeply touched by the display of goodwill.

As they gathered around her, laughter and lighthearted conversation filled the room, celebrating not just her birthday but the strength of the bonds they had forged over time. Y/N was indeed fortunate to have such noble-hearted men as her brothers and family, their presence a testament to the power of love and understanding.

One by one, the brothers stepped forward to present their carefully chosen gifts, each reflecting their unique bond with Y/N.

First came Yudhisthira, his regal demeanor softened by a gentle smile. He presented a sleek leather-bound compilation of historical strategies and ancient tales. "A collection of knowledge to nourish your ever-inquisitive mind," he said warmly, placing the book in her hands.

Next was Bhima, his usual mischievous grin evident as he held out a sheathed dagger adorned with a ruby hilt. "A token to remind you of my vow to always protect and defend you with my formidable strength, dear sister," he declared with a twinkle in his eye.

Arjuna followed, his face lit by a shy smile. He extended a set of high-quality bowstrings, blessed for accuracy by Lord Krishna himself. "So your unmatched archery skills may continue to soar even higher," he said softly, his voice filled with admiration.

In perfect harmony, the gentle twins Nakula and Sahadeva approached together, each holding a fragrant floral necklace woven from marigolds and jasmine blossoms. "Flowers as lovely as the radiant woman who holds our hearts," they praised, their voices a soothing melody.

Duryodhana then presented an ornately carved comb encrusted with glittering moonstones, a masterpiece crafted by master jewelers. "A gift befitting your status as beloved family to me," he stated sincerely, his usual sternness softened by genuine affection.

Beside him, Dushasana offered a delicate silver arm cuff adorned with lustrous pearls and intricate filigree. "Jewelry to match the peerless lady we are honored to call sister," he proclaimed, his tone warm and respectful.