Interviewer: In Brazil, a research was made. Before telling the result, I want to know your opinion: Who is more beautiful? You or Kaka?
CR: The research was in Brazil, right? So, Kaka won (laughs)! I'm kidding, we're great friends, we talk a lot with each other (...) He is a great companion! One of the people that I most enjoyed meeting in these times!
Interviewer: Kaka won, but the difference in votes was really small! You almost won it here in Brazil! (X)
Title: Faith (1/?)
Pairing: Cristiano Ronaldo/ Kaka
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Cristiano and Ricardo meet in Brazil.
A/N: Yes we start with a new story! :DD Sorry for typos + mistakes, reviews are love as always (:
Ricardo yawns and falls completely exhausted in his bed. Holidays with his wife and his two kids are wonderful, but very tiring as well. The kids are angels but they seem to be never tired.
“The kids are sleeping.” Caroline turns the light off but the room is still bright because the full moon is shining directly in the window of their holiday house.
“That’s great,” Kaka mumbles, already ready to sleep.
Caroline takes her clothes off and puts a rose-colored pajama on. “They like to be in Brazil.”
Ricardo sighs. “I know Carol, I like to be in Brazil too, but I play in Madrid.”
“You could easily transfer to a club in Brazil.”
“Carol.. I don’t want to transfer to a club in Brazil, because I wanna play in Europe.” Kaka takes the blanket and pulls it over himself.
“But why?” Carol whines and lays down next to Ricardo. “We are born here, we found each other here, we married here, and I wanna raise our kids here!”
Kaka groans and turns around to face the window and not Carol. “Carol I wanna sleep.”
The woman sighs and closes her eyes. She don’t want to fight at 11pm, she’s tired as well.
In the middles of the night Ricardo wakes up. He looks to the clock quickly, it’s 3am. He sighs, stands up and goes to the window. The moon is shining like the sun, it’s beautiful.
Further down is the beach with wonderful white sand and deep blue water. Ricardo opens the door to the terrace and goes out slowly. The fresh air plays with his hair. The Brazilian sighs and looks up to the stars. The stars look breathtaking. He can’t say if they look better than in Madrid.
He walks down in the soft sand and takes his phone out. After some minutes someone answers.
“Mhmh?”, a sleepy voice hums into the phone.
Ricardo smiles. “Hey.. Here’s Ricardo.”
“Ricky..,” the other one yawns, “it’s 1am.”
“It’s 3am here Cristiano,“ Kaka smiles but his face falls a bit, “Sorry did I wake you up?”
Cristiano laughs a bit. “No I was playing tennis at 1am.”
Kaka laughs. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.. Why do you call me?”
“I wanted.. uhm,” Ricardo stutters, “are you in Madrid?”
“No I’m in Portugal at my family and I’m gonna fly to South France in two days.. Why?”
“I-I..” Ricardo sighs and walks with his feet into the warm water. “Brazil is wonderful.”
“I bet it is.. I’ve never been there.”
Ricardo squeaks a bit. “You’ve never been in Brazil?! What?!”
The other one laughs a bit. “No.. I think in two years in will be the first time, but just because the world cup will be there..”
“No! In two years here will be millions of people and you can’t be alone and watch the stars and smell the fresh air! You have to come here .. now!”
Cristiano laughs a bit. “Ricardo.. that’s impossible..” He yawns.
“No it’s not! We have a holiday house here with a lot of rooms; can’t you come here for one day?”
The Portuguese sighs but smiles. “So you want me to book a fly for tomorrow and come to you and fly back on the next day to fly to South France?”
“Exactly.. Expect you don’t have any plans for tomorrow.”
“But we have to make sure that no one sees us.. I don’t want any transfer rumors..”
The Brazilian smiles widely. “I have a private jet.. It can get you and bring you here and no one sees you.”
Cristiano yawns. “Okay.. see you tomorrow then..”
Ricardo nods and notices that Cris can’t see him, so he mumbles a ‘yes’ into the phone and closes the call. He continues the walk on the beach in the water a bit until he feels tired again. He goes back into the king-size bed and sleeps peacefully until the sun hits his face again.
As he wakes up Carol isn’t in the bed. Ricardo can smell breakfast and he already hears Luca and Isabella laughing. He stands up, stretches himself and ruffles his hair a bit. Then he goes downstairs.
“Good morning, “ he mumbles and yawns as he steps into the kitchen.
Carol turns around smiles. “Good morning, I made breakfast.” She goes to Ricardo and kisses him softly and the little “fight” yesterday seems forgotten.
Luca squeaks happily as he sees his daddy. “Papai!”
Ricardo smiles and takes Luca in his arms. “Hey sweetie, did you sleep well?”
Luca nods a bit and cuddles his daddy. Ricardo notices that Luca his wearing nice clothes and Isabella, who wears a cute pink dress, is dressed nicely as well. The Brazilian frowns. “Why everybody looks so good? We are on holidays.”
Carol laughs a bit. “My mother called me. She wants to see us today.”
“Today? When did she call?”
“She called me in the morning. Why are you so upset?” Carol takes Isabelle in her arms and feeds her.
“Cristiano comes today.”
“Cristiano who?”
“Cristiano Ronaldo..” Ricardo sits down on a chair and keeps Luca on his lap.
Carol gets angry. “When do you wanted to tell me that?!”
“He called me last night I couldn’t say something to you!” Ricardo won’t say that he called Cristiano actually and that he invited the Portuguese because Carol would get even more upset.
“That’s great, Ricardo, so great. My mother sees the kids one or two times a year and you meet up with this idiot for no reason!”
“He isn’t an idiot, he’s my friend, and am I not allowed to meet friends in my holidays?”
“These are our year holidays! Family time!” Carol swears and walks out of the kitchen together with Isabella. She doesn’t like to fight. It makes her angry and she can’t control her feelings. “I’ll go alone with the kids, then you can meet here with Cristiano.”
“Carol..,” Ricardo sighs and walks to his wife. “I’m sorry.”
Carol nods a bit and tries to smile. “It’s okay.” She kisses her Brazilian husband and smiles a bit.
Ricardo let’s Luca out of his arms, but the little one whines. “I wanna meet uncle Cristiano.”
Ricky smiles. “He’ll stay here and tomorrow you can meet him.”
“No, because we’ll stay at grandma, Luca, you can meet Cristiano when we’re back in Madrid.”
Kaka sighs and Luca pouts. “Mamãe..”
“Come Luca, your sister is already waiting.”
As the three left the house Kaka goes out on the other side and waits for Cristiano on a sun chair. It’s 8am so Kaka thinks that he has to wait some longer.
*~*
Cristiano is super tired as he goes in the jet, but the thought of seeing Ricardo makes it better. He didn’t see his friend in weeks and yes, he misses him a lot – more than he should actually. The little crush he has for Ricardo gets bigger and bigger but Cristiano doesn’t want to admit it.
The fly is long and Cristiano is super tired and the sea he sees for 2 hours already is annoying. After some more hours he finally lands with the jet next to Kaka’s holiday house. As he comes out he sees the wide, white smile of Ricardo.
“Hey,” the Brazilian smiles and hugs Cristiano tightly.
“Hey Ricky,” Cristiano mumbles and kisses the Brazilian’s cheek.
Ricardo takes the little bag Cristiano took with him and walks to the house.
“How was the fly?” Ricardo smiles to Cristiano.
“Boring and the sea was annoying after a while,” the Portuguese smiles, “But I’m happy to be here now..”
Ricky laughs. “That’s great.. I hope I didn’t destroy all your plans..”
“No, actually I didn’t have any for today.”
Ricardo smiles and goes into the living room. “Are you hungry? Thirsty?”
Cristiano sits down on the couch and yawns. “No.”
“But tired,” Ricardo chuckles.
“N-N,” Cristiano yawns again, “No, I’m not.“ He laughs. “A bit maybe.. Where are the kids and Carol?”
Kaka sighs. “At Carol’s mum.”
“Oh.. OH damn, didn’t you go because of me?” Cristiano whines.
Kaka squeaks. “No! No, I didn’t want to go actually.. And you can sleep if you want.” Ricardo smiles warmly. “I’ll cook for you and you’ll sleep here.”
Cristiano want to protest but then he nods, lays down on the couch and closes his eyes. He really needs some rest and he’s hungry as well. After some minutes he’s already sleeping peacefully and Ricardo is cooking happily.
