Five times Raúl couldn't believe his eyes.
Gen fic, PG.
One
"Felicidades!" A friendly Fernando Hierro grins at his astonished face as he passes him on the way out of el mister's office, where, on the board, his name is printed, on the official roster informing him of his very first, first team match.
Two
Fernando stridding out on their home pitch in a Monaco jersey.
Three
Fernando drags him through the halls of the Ciudad Deportivo into a side corridor where he slowly creaked open a door to what seemed to be a janitor's closet.
What he saw there that day he will never say, but suffice it to say it was awhile before he could look Yaz and Luis in the eyes again. Or forgive Fernando.
Four
He stands frozen in the centre circle, figures in white and blaugrana drifting around him, unable to breathe as he stares at the scoreboard.
Five
Opening the papers that day, seeing, "Cristiano: Clausulazo 200M€."
One
"Felicidades!" A friendly Fernando Hierro grins at his astonished face as he passes him on the way out of el mister's office, where, on the board, his name is printed, on the official roster informing him of his very first, first team match.
Two
Fernando stridding out on their home pitch in a Monaco jersey.
Three
Fernando drags him through the halls of the Ciudad Deportivo into a side corridor where he slowly creaked open a door to what seemed to be a janitor's closet.
What he saw there that day he will never say, but suffice it to say it was awhile before he could look Yaz and Luis in the eyes again. Or forgive Fernando.
Four
He stands frozen in the centre circle, figures in white and blaugrana drifting around him, unable to breathe as he stares at the scoreboard.
Five
Opening the papers that day, seeing, "Cristiano: Clausulazo 200M€."