9 For Rakel <3 [finally xD]

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Title: 9 More Drabbles For Rakel
Characters: Carlos Marchena/Juan Mata, Andrea Pirlo/Daniele De Rossi, John Terry/Jamie Carragher, John Terry/Stevie Gerrard, Stevie Gerrard/Jamie Carragher, Gary Neville/Ryan Giggs, Carles Puyol/Gerard Piqué, Carles Puyol/Xavi, Frank Lampard/John Terry
Rating: From PG to heavy R
Words: total: 2,414
A/N: The newest edition of ficlets for my darling Rakel aka miss_black91 :-)



Pairing: Marchena/Mata
Title: Lessons Learned

Juan watched Carlos smile and flirt with a pretty girl as he told her a story. He wasn’t worried or jealous about that, Carlos was always being an amazing athlete that liked to mix with the fans and he enjoyed talking to them. Juan had come to realize that that was just one of the great things that made Carlos who he was.

He had learned many things about Carlos since he had known him. He was patient and kind and understanding to a fault. He liked to talk with people and listen to their stories about where they had come from, what they did to survive, what they liked, and many other things. He loved many people openly and was never one to hide affection for anything. He played the game he adored simply for the fun of it and for no other purpose.

He wasn’t interested in money or fame. He didn’t like being made first for anything and didn’t like the attention that came with being made captain. He shouldered responsibility and tried to make the best of every situation he encountered.

Juan thought him very admirable and perhaps that was why he had fallen in love with him. Juan smiled down at his drink. Oh yes, that could very well be several of the reasons why he had fallen for Carlos.


Pairing: Pirlo/De Rossi
Title: A Vision

Andrea watched from the bed as Daniele looked over the balcony at the Mediterranean. They were on holiday now, excuses having already been made to their families about an important meeting that they had had to attend, and they were enjoying the quiet and sun together.

Outside, the royal blue of the water stretched on for miles and miles to the horizon in a lovingly beautiful landscape. But the view wasn’t what Andrea was looking at.

Daniele’s skin was golden in the sunlight and his muscles were well defined. He wore nothing but his boxers and that simple fact allowed Andrea with an almost unhindered view of utter masculine beauty. He had never thought he had seen such a wondrous sight, a more amazing vision, in all his life.

When Daniele looked over his shoulder and saw Andrea watching him, he smiled brightly at Andrea. When his teeth shone in a smile, Andrea realized he had been wrong. Now he had never seen a more amazing sight in all his life.


Pairing: Terry/Carragher
Title: Stay With Me

Jamie Carragher had made many decisions in his life. Many were superficially unimportant, like what shirt he should wear or what color pants he should put on that day. When he was a boy, the trivial subject of homework almost always was never considered while how many games of five-a-side he could get in before dinner was always top priority.

He had had to pick a team when he was a lad that he wanted to play for. Everton was his dream, but he put on the red shirt instead. He had fallen in love with that red shirt and could almost forget his desire to ever play in blue.

Then there was that other blue shirt he had come to get attached to. The blue shirt with a white twenty-six on the back, right under the name ‘Terry’. How he had managed to fall for a Londoner, worse than that, a blue, he could not quite say. But then he supposed it would be pretty hard for said blue to ever love such a passionate red.

They had many differences; their temperaments were different, senses of humor conflicted, television shows varied, music styles were totally opposite, choices of attire were questionable, hobbies were a diverse mix, and they never seemed to be able to agree on anything.

The one thing that they had in common was a burning desire, not only for the game that they both had played since they were lads, but the desire for each other. They craved one another’s presence, body, and mind. They needed to feel each other’s skin, burning to their touch, and hear the gasps that came from the mouth that they loved so much.

Perhaps the most important decision, and also the seemingly one thing they had in common, was that James Lee Duncan Carragher loved, and was loved in return by, John Terry.



Pairing: Terry/Gerrard
Title: Walking Your Line

When they had first met, an instant disliking of one another had formed on top of a strange curiosity about the person standing across the table. John had noticed that he had been easier and more willing to make friends with the Scouser than Steven was with him. Steven set boundaries for them, clear distinct boundaries and lines that John was never to cross.

Sometimes John got frustrated with those lines and tried to push them, to see if they would give and allow him to cross to the other side. The side that Jamie and several others very close to Steven had somehow managed to get on. He wanted to be one of those people that Steven trusted above all others. That was why he tried to push Steven into trusting him.

Steven would react, and it would not always be pleasant. They would fight, shout each other, insinuate that things were always worse than they truly were and that they would never managed to ever be anything. John would leave angrily and would leave Steven in a fit of anger. It would also be John that would come back on his knees, begging forgiveness for his foolishness.

Over time, Steven had taken down a few of his boundaries and let John closer. There were still some things that John wasn’t permitted to do, necessary things so that they weren’t outed to everyone, and a few selective things that Steven didn’t like for him to do, like let JT wear his shirts.

Despite Steven’s pickiness, JT knew that Steven really loved him. He had told him so on several occasions and for that John was overly happy. It was more than he could have ever asked for and was pleased to see that with a gentle push instead of a full out war to move those lines, that he was rewarded. For Steven he would walk a million miles if it meant that Steven would trust him enough to let him just a few more inches closer to his heart.


Pairing: Gerrard/Carragher
Title: To Get To The Other Side

Jamie shrugged off the well wishes and grumbled angrily to himself. He wanted out of here, he wanted to be back at home and in bed. He wanted to start this day over again and make it better than it had actually turned out.

Honestly, a mistimed tackle? He was old enough to have known better. He should have seen it coming.

He supposed some might call it karma, others may just call it a back break, he tried to think that it wasn’t a literal break, and he may have called it tough luck himself. The only thing he knew for certain was that he was in pain, he was disappointed in himself for failing to see such an obvious tackle, and he was tired of feeling frustrated. Frustrated with himself, with the club, and sometimes with the way his life had turned out.

He wished so many things could be different and he was tired of holding on to hopes and dreams that were never going to come to be. He wanted to give in and let go and just say the hell with it and retire. More often than not these days he thought things were only going to get worse, they never would get better. This sprained ankle was proof of that.

Maybe he really was too old to keep doing this.

A light knock had him looking over to the door. He was about to shout for the person to go away and leave him the hell alone, and then he saw Steven.

Steven was one of the reason’s he stayed, the big reason. The other reason was that he really loved Liverpool and that taste of victory that they had enjoyed frequently in the past.

Steven moved into the room and over to him on the table and reached out a hand to squeeze his shoulder. He gave him a halfhearted smile and an honest look. In that look were tenderness, loving, care, and concern.

“Keep holding on Carra. We’ll get through it soon enough.”

Carra closed his eyes and nodded, the weariness leaving him slightly. Steven made everything better.

For him, he would try and hold on to himself and make it through the storm to the golden sky.


Pairing: Neville/Giggs
Title: One Glorious Day

Ryan was quiet and was more content to give the spotlight away to someone more deserving than himself. He didn’t like to ruffle feathers and he was far more content to just play football and not worry about anything else.

Gary loved for everyone to know his opinions. His temper often got the better of him and for that he had more enemies than friends. He could get on the prickly side of a snake if given half a chance.

Ryan was a legend in his own right, having graced the world with his grace and talent for having a football by his feet. Gary was that annoying lad that wouldn’t shut up and got into fights and was quick to make a tackle.

Ryan knew of Gary’s obnoxious behaviors and the way he was easy to get offended over even the smallest offenses. Ryan knew it but that didn’t stop him from taking a shine to him anyway.

One day Gary would cool down and realize Ryan’s affections for him. What a glorious day that will be, Ryan thought with a shy smile as he looked at Gary shouting with his brother, what a glorious day indeed.


Pairing: Puyol/Pique, Bojan Krkic, Xavi
Title: Gerard The Annoying

Carles heard the crash before he saw the result of the object being thrown. He, along with the rest of the locker room, looked over to see Bojan with a red face glaring at a smirking Gerard. On the floor, the cart of fresh towels was knocked over and Gerard held one in his hand.

Carles shook his head and continued to unlace his boots slowly.

From the other side of the room, he heard Geri start to laughingly apologize to Bojan but the little Catalan was shouting that Gerard had no right to try and pants him just to get back at him for accidentally squirting him in the face with his water bottle.

Puyol chuckled quietly to himself as he heard their argument continue and he undressed quickly, preparing himself for his own shower. As he stood to go over to the showers, Xavi shot him a look.

“Shut the kids up, won’t you?”

Carles nodded once to his friend and moved over to the two squabbling boys. He rested a hand on Bojan’s shoulder and silenced the boy while to Gerard, he leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“Peace between us friends.” Carles smiled at both of them and then started for the showers. He knew that Geri would be after him in a minute to shower together and smiled to himself at that fact.

Sometimes it was good to have a predictable partner.


Pairing: Puyol/Xavi
Title: Touches In The Dark

Xavi only came to him in the dark and the quiet. Never during the day.

Carles had come to expect and realize that. At first he had thought it was because Xavi was ashamed of him, ashamed of what they did together. But he realized after several months of hurt that this was not the case.

Xavi wasn’t ashamed of him, it was because he was lonely. It seemed that Xavi could hide it well enough on his own when the sun was high in the sky. But as soon as it set, it seemed that his loneliness crept out enough to make it unbearable.

Carles knew that he had been hurt before but he had never fully realized just how badly until he realized that Xavi was alone more often than he was in company.

His heart ached for the little midfielder and for that he had vowed that no matter what, rain or shine, sun or snow, that he would always be there to make sure Xavi knew that somebody cared about him. Carles would have told him that he loved him if he was sure of how Xavi would react to knowing that. Because he had realized that he really did love him, Carles wanted Xavi for his own.

If that meant that he could only hold Xavi in the dark, kiss him and touch him in the dark, then he would do so. While he wished he could show him every moment of every day, he would settle for the night.

It was enough for now.


Pairing: Lampard/Terry
Title: Things I Like About You

JT liked many things about Frank. There were the obvious things, his smile, his body, his eyes, even his style. There was a classiness about him that had enough swagger and class to keep him a top mate and an even better person to shoot the breeze with.

But then there were subtleties about Frank that drove John mad with desire.

The way that smile could turn devilish and suggestive in a very private way. It could tease him and taunt him even in the most inconvenient times.

Then there was the way his body moved when he ran, when he made love, hell, even when he showered. It was a guilty pleasure John had, watching Frank’s body move with every action he performed. He was driven to the edge of temptation when they were both in the showers and the water droplets ran down Frank’s body, over his chest and down down down to the most wonderful part of his body that JT had ever seen. Oh yes, he loved Frank’s body.

Frank’s eyes could twinkle and gleam with the most wicked of desires. They taunted and teased and tormented his mind, even in the nighttime, in his dreams, and he could never get over their shining gleam.

His style was amazingly friendly but there was swagger and charm there as well. It was as if he knew exactly what he did to JT and wasn’t even a little sorry for it.

John thought he could hate him for that but in the end, with every single thing Frankie did, it got him harder and pumped more blood through his veins and made him that much stronger.

JT was very grateful for his Frank. He showed it to him every single night.