A BRIDGE AMONG TWO NATIONS (9/?)
Title: A Bridge Among Two Nations
Rating: R
Pairing: Schnidal (Bernd Schneider/Arturo Vidal); Bruno Labbadia/Arturo Vidal. (And many more)
Character crew: Bernd Schneider, Arturo Vidal, Bruno Labbadia, Gonzalo Castro, Tranquillo Barnetta,Joachim Löw feat. Deutsche Nationalmannschaft..
Disclaimer: F.I.C.T.I.O.N
Warning: Threesomes, some foursomes, non-con.Some slang and swearing.Unbetaed.Nudity.
Summary: Sometimes love is a bridge for communication among two totally different nations.
In this part - Arturo has the first of many crisis after Bruno Labbadia's sexual attack... and Bernd will have
an intervention to solve it.
Previously
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Love doesn't resolve any wound related to self-confidence... for Arturo Vidal at least...
His love for Bernd Schneider isn't enough to solve his real wound... made with sperm, blood, sweat and tears.
The physical wound already healed, but the male nurses didn't know about psychological collateral effects...
Wolfsburg v/s Leverkusen... Four nil... everybody were happy... Bernd and Arturo made a great comeback.
Even Labbadia congratulated Arturo...
The torture for Vidal was going in crescendo after the sex attack... cynical and perfeccionist...
insulting him and then head petting and hugs at the pitch.
Arturo didn't forgot the famous expression... the racial insult against him.At the showers he was for much longer than their partners already. Even Bernd went out of the shower first than
the Chilean one.
"Arturo...!" Bernd calls at the changing room.
"I'm coming!" Arturo answers.
Lot of soap. A bath sponge. Rubbing once and again...
Rinsing... and again soap... rubbing once and again... for rinsing...
"Arturo! Arturo!"
"Bernd...I'm coming!" Arturo replies in German.
Then Bernd comes into the shower and finds Arturo with his arms and legs already blushed by rubbing and also by hot water.
He checks him out for his entire body.
"What you were doing, Arturo? Tell me, please..."
"Nothing, Bernd...please don't hurt me..."
"Nein, nein. Ich bin Labbadia nicht. Hör mir zu... Schau in meine Augen...Schau in mein Augen...what you were doing, Arturo?"
"I was... cleaning myself you know..."
"But you don't need to wash and rinse once and again, Arturo..."
"You know...I need to remove the dust from my body..."
"You don't have dust...you're clean,Vidal..."
"You don't understand what I'm talking about, Bernd...I have dust! I'm dirty like dust! I'm dark and I need to be clean! Did you heard that!?"
"Get out of the shower and change clothes..."
"Nein!"
"Do it, Arturo!"
"Nein! I'm dirty right now, I need to come back..."
"Nein, Arturo, aufhören!"
"Nein...I need to comeback."
"Nein! Come with me..."
"I said I was dirty like dust, you know...would you stain with your white hands with grease and dust with a dirty
guy like me?"
Bernd remembered that those words were coming from Labbadia's lips...so he slapped him.
"¡Alemanes culiaos, racistas de mierda!" shouted Arturo while shaking Bernd's half-naked body and pulling him out of his hair.
He made gasp sounds and yelling.
"¡No me querí tú! ¡Tú no me querí! ¡Porque yo soy un negro de mierda! ¡Soy feo, hueón! ¡Soy feo!"
"You aren't" Bernd shouted "You aren't!"
"Ich bin scheußlich Bernd..." (I'm ugly, Bernd)
Then Schnix pulled Celia Punk to the shower and opened the hot water...
"If you wanna clean yourself, shower with hot boiling water...!"
"Schneider! Bernd...Bernd! Bernd! ¡Me estoy quemando, ahueonao!"
Vidal closed the hot water and began to cry.
"I hate Bruno Labbadia, I hate him! I hate him! ¡Lo odio con toda mi alma, compadre! ¡Lo odio!" he said sitting
down on the shower, totally naked with the arms wide open.Bernd at last looked for him.
"¡No sabí cuánto odio al Bruno! ¡No sabí cuánto lo odio, alemán maldito!" (You don't know how I hate Bruno!
You don't know how I hate him, goddamn German!)
"Shhh...shhh..."
Schnix holds him, but the touch made him react with pain...
"¡Ay, me arde!"
"Easy, Arturo...easy..."
Schnix gets completely undressed. Vidal was already astonished by the German's reaction...
Looking up to down every move...
"Hey du, Vidal...would you let me in...?? let me calm your pain with cold water..."
The refered one didn't pronounced one word...
He activated the cold water.
"¡Agüita fría, qué rico!" Arturo sighs.
Bernd loved Arturo's relief facial expression...
"Arturo...Arturo...look into my eyes...look at my eyes." (Note: Bernd always calls the atention with this phrase to Arturo)
He takes his hand through the wrist.
"Tó...toca...a mi..."
Vidal didn't cared about the gramatical mistake.
"Ich liebe dich,Bernd."
"Ich dich auch..."
"¡Abrázame!" Arturo exclaims.
Bernd understood. He holds him tight... then they look each other...
"A mi...toca...toca" Schneider tries to say.
Vidal was caressing him with difficulty... it wasn't easy touching a man after being sexually attacked by one before.
But Schneider tries to increase the trust...
"Ich bin Labbadia nicht..." Bernd replies.
Vidal increased the trust. He felt at last safe.
Then Schnix repeated the same move... and again gaze to each other...once more.
"Arturo..."
"Bernd..."
Both took breath and they make out for the first time... it wasn't sex...just exploring each other through kiss
and touch. Arturo felt loved at last for a German.
He expressed with that tender and passionate wet touch and kiss that he loved Bernd but hates Bruno so much
until the point of not loving himself, with self confidence already down despite of a sex attack...
With his eyes closed, Arturo enjoys Bernd's lips and hands... he wasn't superior or inferior to him racially
talking.
A bilateral relationship almost complete... but it cannot be completed while Bruno or René are standing there
to discriminate.
t.b.c/t.s.c 03/27/2009
as tranquillo would say:
"bernd and arturo in da house, dayum!"