A BRIDGE AMONG TWO NATIONS (80/?)
Title: A Bridge Among Two Nations
Pairings: Schnidal (Bernd Schneider/Arturo Vidal) Micharturo? (Michael Ballack/Arturo Vidal)? Polish OTP (Miroslav Klose/Lukas Podolski)
Character crew: Bernd Schneider, Arturo Vidal, Joachim Löw feat. Deutsche Nationalmannschaft.
Special appeareance of Michael Ballack, Philipp Lahm, Miroslav Klose, Lukas Podolski and Manuel Neuer.
Disclaimer: Tout faux, F.I.C.T.I.O.N, Fake... every synonym related to 'false'
Warning: Unbetaed.
Summary: Sometimes love is a bridge for communication among two totally different nations.
In this part - Germany - Argentina. Michael travels to Southafrica
to support his team against Argentina for Quarter Finals. Arturo has an encounter with Michael and express something really repressed inside his heart.
Previously
Even the Chilean National Team comes back to their territory after
struggling for a long while and losing against Brazil, Arturo escapes to Southafrica through a charter flight... the love of his life is sharing with the Mannschaft.
Anyways he was going to comeback to German soil after watching play Chile against Spain, but he wanted to stay longer and longer.
Germany had lost against Serbia and won against the English. But anyways Argentina is so powerful and passionate so as Chile... Bastian and Phil already
noticed their reaction during a pressconference. Anyways, Arturo was there watching the game... but not on TV. Schnix invited him with a wild card.
For the first time Arturo felt on VIP.
He sang the Deutschlandlied while the people frowned. But anyways he didn't matter the reaction of the rest of the audience.
He was cheering the other part of his heart.
Chewing nails, gasping, exclamations, bad words... everything was valid for expressing cheering up to the young guys... Müller, the one who definitely
conquered Mesut's heart, made the first...
Bernd punching his fist against his other hand while the Argentinian goal was behind... but the relief was dictated by the referee. It wasn't.
Anyways, the first two goals of the match were celebrated in a powerful way. The bond was increasing even more... and Jogi could notice it.
Suddenly, a well known figure during half time, walking with a pair of grey crutches and almost full dressed of black appeared there.
Arturo tries to salute him, but he cannot reach out his gaze.
"Michael! Michael! Hey! Michael! Yahooo!! Man, I'm here...!!!!"
No reaction.
Bernd tells Arturo to calm down, that he's in a very particular moment. He was talking to Philipp. He was sobbing...
Arturo frowned and whispered about what he observed.
Then, the second half.
He knows that the half of the Big Four was there. He tries to see them on the pitch, but not remember what happened in those four walls in that private
session...and thinking that he's going to talk with one of them...
But anyways he's still cheering up the German team.
Is a strange sensation upon his persona, but he still feels glad for it...
Both yelling the German exclamation while Miroslav is on the second.
"¡Alemania y la conchetumadre!"
The other two were celebrated with hugs and kisses.But the fourth was recieved with surprise from Arturo.
"Deutschland! Deutschland! Deutschland!"
Arturo hugs and kiss Bernd like crazy. He was going to get down and congratulate the entire crew. But he couldn't.
In the middle of the crowd, the Chilean fades away. Bernd tries to look for him. He was asking for him in three languages... and even with it he couldn't
find him.
Until he saw Philipp in the middle of the celebrations.
"Phil! Phil! Hey du, Lahm! Lahmi!"
"Bernd! What's up, bro?"
"Excuse me, man...but...did you see Arturo somewhere?"
"Ja. He was looking for Micha!"
"He's over there!" Neuer indicates Schnix with his single goalie glove.
While Manu performed some Billie Jean dance with his single glove on the pitch, Schnix grins, but he's worried about Arturo.
"The changing room" he thinks.
He goes to the German changing room and he listen some moanings. He tries to hear where it comes from.
"Oh nein...! Nein, nein, nach-nein!" Schnix said pushing his fist of anger.
But then, the voice tune was cheating...
"But Arturo doesn't make those sounds..uh, wait..."
At the shower, he finds Miroslav and Lukas in cold water. Lukas was indeed really steamy by the touch of Miroslav's hand.
He feels relieved. He fades away.
But Arturo, without noticing that Schneider was looking for him, was nervous, taking care of the crutches which Micha was bringing as support.
"Sit down."
"Danke schön..."
"You're trembling, man... relax, Arturo. Just relax... ok..."
Arturo was really silent. Indeed he took some air, closes his eyes, covers his face.
"Michael... I know that someday we'll be together. And I've got the feeling that we're going to achieve that. I just want to tell you... that I feel
so glad to meet you and despite you aren't there with the other guys playing ... because you're with this couple of...you know"
Arturo said showing the crutches. "Sometimes I feel like... I feel worried because I don't know if you'll understand me when I speak German or not. Is hard to say... but... I love you, Michael..."
Micha frowns.
"Do you love me? Uh, wait a moment, Arturo... you're engaged with Bernd...I don't understand..."
"Nein, nein, Michael... bitte! Steh'auf, bitte! Ruhig!" Arturo said with
a trembling voice "Is not in the way you think, Michael... is so hard to say 'I love you' without thinking about attraction or sex, you know...
Is other...kind of love"
"Aber Arturo...what are you talking about?"
"Bitte, bitte, lass mich in Ruhe, bitte...ok? Please, understand me... it's so hard to say it... is other...kind of love. I mean... is not like... a brotherhood... I mean, I feel you like a brother... but that's not the
exact word... and..."
Arturo gasps and covers his face. His heart beats faster.
"Are you ok...? Arturo! Bitte... relax..."
"And...I feel that I'm not your friend... but that doesn't mean that we don't have a good relationship. Is respect... is respect what I feel for you..."
"For say that you feel so complicated?"
"Nein, Micha. Is more than respect. Ich liebe dich, Michael Ballack. I know that saying 'ich will dich' is better... but is better to describe as this...
if you know what I'm talking about."
Silent for a long while.
Micha didn't say anything.
He took sort of distance. Arturo was resigned and was going to bring back his crutches. Sooner or later was going to leave the place and cry loud.
"I don't deserve that B1 certification! I wish I could have formal courses, so I cannot screw up everytime I speak about my feelings for other person
who's not my couple...!! I wish I could know German grammar better
than I know!!! All say that I speak like a Jenaer, but when I say a phrase to describe something I always mess it up! Daym! I wish you could speak
Spanish. It would be easier..."
Two seconds later he broke up in tears. Michael hugs Arturo holding him tight. He kissed his forehead and caressed his hairstyle...
"Shhh shhh shhh..."
And finally Bernd came into the VIP and found Micha consolling Arturo.
"What happened to him?"
"He's crying... he feels guilty for saying to me 'I love you'"
"Aww..."
"It's my fault" Micha said "I'm just so sorry about it..."
"Warum, Ballack?"
"He didn't wanted to say it... but I understood after all the things he said. He was too shy" Ballack told.
"Warum?"
"I'm his idol..."
"Awwww...Arturo...Arturo... alles ok?"
"Bernd!" he exclaimed sobbing.
"Why you get so complicated??? You deserve that certification.
Your struggle was so hard to let yourself understand... c'mon... Arturo... let's get outta here..."
"And the worse is coming..."
"What?"
"Torsten didn't wanted it, but they'll must face the Spaniards..."
"¡Majos culiaos!"
Michael giggled. Arturo grins and dries his tears.
"Good luck anyways..."
"Peace!"
"Hey, Arturo... bring me those..."
"Ok...wait...Krücken" Micha whispers to Arturo.
Michael went walking with the crutches. Arturo helped him for going to the catering table.
Arturo was going to leave the place, but Michael said:
"Arturo... don't be a fool... so as you, Bernd... stay here... enjoy..."
Celia Punk feels relief inside his heart. At last they can talk like colleagues.
Is not easy to say to someone 'you are my idol and I'm your fan'.Less for a man.
And Arturo was one of those.
"Arturo?"
"Huh?"
"Komm zu hier..."
"Was?"
"You're a wonderful person, Arturo... and someday we'll be colleagues... not this week or this month, but we'll be colleagues.
Keep those eyes glowing. Don't let that glow fade away...huh? Come here..."
Micha hugs Arturo. Then, Jogi and Hansi saw them and exclaim:
"Awwww!"
The smile upon the Chilean's face was notorious.
Ballack kisses Arturo's cheek and said:
"Good luck with your love... your love for real..."
Artro goes out with Bernd holding hands.
Michael gets retired to his hotel room and cries the whole night.
tbc. 03/24/2011