7 drabbles; team: Milan
Title: My End; Your Beginning
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Pairing: Kaká/Andriy Shevchenko
Rating: G
"This is the end." he said, the words poison on his lips, yet Ricky deepens the kiss. It seeps through his veins, his very blood and it seems to pass on his responsibility. Andriy is responsible for too much now; another child on the way, he has to give his baby up. So he leaves on a jet plane (don’t know when I’ll be back again) leaving Ricky humming softly to himself.
A month or so on, his old world reflects the London weather, but he smiles because he knows (the song told him so); it’s just a new beginning.
Title: Eyes
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Pairing: Yoann Gourcuff/Kaká
Rating: G
Eyes. That's the first thing Ricky noticed about this dark haired stranger that infiltrates his adopted home, San Siro; and is sitting (he can't be sitting) in his Andriy's abandoned chair. His hands are definitely not clenched and there are certainly no nail marks imprinted on his palms; he extends them to engulf the boy's hand in his own. He does not say, "I don’t like you. Get out of Andriy's chair." Because he knows he's not himself and he's better than this (he's better than him) and his eyes, oh those eyes, tell him, not all change is bad.
Title: Alcoholism
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Choose your own.
Rating: G
The morning after (the fight before), and he thinks... He tries to think, but there's a minefield invading his brain and every wave of thought sets it off. He's cradling his head as he stumbles to the bathroom. Toilet seat raised, insides upheaved as an explosion occurs, every muscle in his body screams from shrapnel. He's a casualty, (damn doesn’t he know it), and gaffer will have his head if he’s to hear, but then he’d be a fatality. He thinks he hears himself say “and I’ll never drink that much again.” But there’s no one there to stop him.
Title: Snowflakes
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Andriy Shevchenko
Rating: G
The beginnings of a humble snowflake go a little like this, Andriy lectures in Italian, tucked away under blankets with Jordan and Christian. They’re away from the snow falling outside and the cold (and Kristen) feeling a little warmer (together) from their efforts.
First air rises up high, before becoming heavy, he explains.
Weighed down by its efforts. It cannot stand being so far away from the Earth, from its home. So slowly it bides its time, watching and freezing. Waiting for that magical moment (just like Christmas) before falling, transformed (but still the same) to you and I; beautiful.
Title: Watch and Learn
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Yoann Gourcuff
Rating: G
Yoann was always an observant sort of boy. His father always told him he was far too quiet, but perhaps that was a gift, for it had always worked to his favour in analysing his opponents and planning his strategy; how to react. But here in Milan, this was a new situation. He had to adapt to fit in, but the poor boy could not find his tongue, too absorbed (amused or shocked? No one could tell) with the going ons between his now comrades. Flicks of hair, knowing all gazes and hands that lingered far too long on flesh.
Title: A Whole New World
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Theo Walcott
Rating: G
It was like some weird nightmare that he had once experienced after too much ice cream, when he was nine. With stick thin figures clinging to their toy boys like the last Chanel bags in existence. It was hard for him to tell (who was who) that these were his team mates, so monstrously (corrupted) transformed by their (not so) better halves. But in the stadium so far from home, (a place he'd only seen in Geography,) the crowd roars (one voice ringing solely in his ears), he thinks, I could get used to this. The national anthem plays...
Title: First Impressions
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Andriy Shevchenko
Rating: G
First impressions are the only ones that matter. It's imprinted on his brain. The sound of his voice, slurred from too many drinks, boisterous (but frail) in the vague mixture of ItalianUkrainianEnglish that stupefies the words that light up on the screen. And they cheer and they clap and they laugh (at him), a bunch of wild animals, (or was it "party animals" that they say). So Andriy buys another round just to please and they slap him on the back as he downs another glass; realising what he's just become (empty like the glass he gave his dollar for).
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Pairing: Kaká/Andriy Shevchenko
Rating: G
"This is the end." he said, the words poison on his lips, yet Ricky deepens the kiss. It seeps through his veins, his very blood and it seems to pass on his responsibility. Andriy is responsible for too much now; another child on the way, he has to give his baby up. So he leaves on a jet plane (don’t know when I’ll be back again) leaving Ricky humming softly to himself.
A month or so on, his old world reflects the London weather, but he smiles because he knows (the song told him so); it’s just a new beginning.
Title: Eyes
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Pairing: Yoann Gourcuff/Kaká
Rating: G
Eyes. That's the first thing Ricky noticed about this dark haired stranger that infiltrates his adopted home, San Siro; and is sitting (he can't be sitting) in his Andriy's abandoned chair. His hands are definitely not clenched and there are certainly no nail marks imprinted on his palms; he extends them to engulf the boy's hand in his own. He does not say, "I don’t like you. Get out of Andriy's chair." Because he knows he's not himself and he's better than this (he's better than him) and his eyes, oh those eyes, tell him, not all change is bad.
Title: Alcoholism
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Choose your own.
Rating: G
The morning after (the fight before), and he thinks... He tries to think, but there's a minefield invading his brain and every wave of thought sets it off. He's cradling his head as he stumbles to the bathroom. Toilet seat raised, insides upheaved as an explosion occurs, every muscle in his body screams from shrapnel. He's a casualty, (damn doesn’t he know it), and gaffer will have his head if he’s to hear, but then he’d be a fatality. He thinks he hears himself say “and I’ll never drink that much again.” But there’s no one there to stop him.
Title: Snowflakes
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Andriy Shevchenko
Rating: G
The beginnings of a humble snowflake go a little like this, Andriy lectures in Italian, tucked away under blankets with Jordan and Christian. They’re away from the snow falling outside and the cold (and Kristen) feeling a little warmer (together) from their efforts.
First air rises up high, before becoming heavy, he explains.
Weighed down by its efforts. It cannot stand being so far away from the Earth, from its home. So slowly it bides its time, watching and freezing. Waiting for that magical moment (just like Christmas) before falling, transformed (but still the same) to you and I; beautiful.
Title: Watch and Learn
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Yoann Gourcuff
Rating: G
Yoann was always an observant sort of boy. His father always told him he was far too quiet, but perhaps that was a gift, for it had always worked to his favour in analysing his opponents and planning his strategy; how to react. But here in Milan, this was a new situation. He had to adapt to fit in, but the poor boy could not find his tongue, too absorbed (amused or shocked? No one could tell) with the going ons between his now comrades. Flicks of hair, knowing all gazes and hands that lingered far too long on flesh.
Title: A Whole New World
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Theo Walcott
Rating: G
It was like some weird nightmare that he had once experienced after too much ice cream, when he was nine. With stick thin figures clinging to their toy boys like the last Chanel bags in existence. It was hard for him to tell (who was who) that these were his team mates, so monstrously (corrupted) transformed by their (not so) better halves. But in the stadium so far from home, (a place he'd only seen in Geography,) the crowd roars (one voice ringing solely in his ears), he thinks, I could get used to this. The national anthem plays...
Title: First Impressions
Author: voodoo_biskit
Team of Choice: AC Milan
Prompt: Beginnings
Character: Andriy Shevchenko
Rating: G
First impressions are the only ones that matter. It's imprinted on his brain. The sound of his voice, slurred from too many drinks, boisterous (but frail) in the vague mixture of ItalianUkrainianEnglish that stupefies the words that light up on the screen. And they cheer and they clap and they laugh (at him), a bunch of wild animals, (or was it "party animals" that they say). So Andriy buys another round just to please and they slap him on the back as he downs another glass; realising what he's just become (empty like the glass he gave his dollar for).