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I am unbearably slow, but here we go: the Five Things meme, part one. Feel free to request more (actually, I'm encouraging you to), whether or not you did the first time around! I'll get around to all of them, they're ridiculously fun to do.
Five things Kaka wants to tell Sheva but never did and probably never will.
1. I kept my hair long for you. It was driving me fucking insane on the pitch, getting in my eyes all the time, but you buried your fingers in it, pulled, and I couldn't get enough of that.
2. Sometimes, I felt so stupidly young next to you, and I hated that more than anything you said or did or didn't do. It wasn't your fault. I know that. I blamed you for it anyway.
3. I still don't get why you read that speech. I asked, but you never said anything. Why would you do something you didn't believe in?
4. Your wife knows.
5. If you hadn't left, I would have. I like to think that I would have.
*referring to Sheva 'supporting' Yanukovych.
niche's (♥) reply, because it is too lovely not to share:
Five things that Sheva wants to tell Kaka but never did and probably never will.
1. Sometimes I dream of your smile, just your smile in the air, appearing and disappearing, and in that dream I'm wearing a blue dress and someone is calling me Alice, and when I wake up I feel frightened and yet reassured.
2. Somehow I never cared much for your smile because you gave that to world; I liked your sleeping face better, because it was mine.
3. I often think, if we were two normal young men meeting at a football game, would we have fallen in love.
4. My wife knows.
5. So I left. Because I had to.
For rondaview: Five unlikely ways Stevie is, indeed, Captain Fantastic to Xabi.
1. The way his armband always slips down his arm during games, how he absentmindedly yanks it up. It never seems to fit properly, which bothers Xabi; when he sees it begin to fall down, he always itches to slow Stevie down and fix it for him.
2. People don't think it, but he tries. Really hard, at being a captain, that is. Xabi doesn't believe in being willingly blind, so, yeah, he knows Stevie can be a twat sometimes. If he doesn't like you, you'll know, or you'll find out when he writes it in a book for the world to know. Football comes so naturally to Stevie that he forgets sometimes that other players have to work hard for what seems basic to him. Stevie tries, though, and Xabi wonders if he's trying to justify, make up for something; he does things like organize dinners (without any help from Alex) and take the team out to gay clubs on karaoke nights. Some efforts have worked out better than others.
3. When they lose away games, Stevie does this thing where he doesn't really say anything on the way back. He just sits next to Xabi, arms and elbows touching. Sometimes, on the long trips, he falls asleep, head slipping on Xabi's shoulder.
4. He always tries to talk to the younger boys at Melwood. Goes to their games when he can.
5. When they room together on European away trips and have far too much time to kill, Stevie always lets Xabi pick the movie or art gallery or whatever, which he kind of appreciates.
For of_doom: Five reasons why Steven Gerrard could never have left Liverpool (after all).
1. Hillsborough. Frank had made some stupid joke about it once and he didn't know he could be that angry.
2. He'd have to get those Istanbul glass doors redone, because how could he look at those every day and not remember?
3. Jamie probably would've broken his leg the next time they played each other.
4. There's no way his daughters are growing up Chelsea supporters.
5. His dad.
Five reasons why Steven Gerrard could never have left Liverpool (after all). [Fandom version.]
1. Michael had left a voicemail on his cellphone, that week. He'd said, "Don't do it. Trust me, I know." Steven didn't call him back.
2. Playing against Xabi seemed weird and wrong and it made Steven's stomach twist a little to think about wearing that blue shirt and seeing Xabi look at him as if he were a stranger, nothing but another goddamned Chelsea player. He didn't want that.
3. The entire Carragher clan would never speak to him again.
4. Abramovich creeps him out.
5. The thought of Terry captaining him brings a sour taste to his mouth. At least now it's only the national team; he couldn't deal with it week after week.
For callmecayce: Five places Xabi goes when he wants to be alone.
1. There's this set of steps leading down from the sidewalk to the water on Albert Dock. Early in the mornings, before there are people out and before the sun's properly risen, Xabi likes to sit on them, watching the water, the boats come in, hidden from the street. The men working on those boats must think it's a bit strange, but they've never exchanged words, and he sits on the same step once a week, coffee in hand.
2. Mikel's flat. Which, okay, sounds kind of weird, but he's got the keys and if Mikel's on an away trip or whatever, he lets himself in. It's nice, because no one else knows about it and no one else has keys, so he can effectively disappear for an afternoon. The place is a fucking mess, but it's comforting too, the familiarity. Still, Xabi can't quite resist straightening things up once in a while or actually buying the man some food (lager, ketchup, and a wilted head of lettuce don't count). They never talk about it.
3. The William Brown Library. It's funny how people never expect to see footballers in a place with books. He hasn't been recognized yet. The quiet study rooms help.
4. Anfield, when there's no training or anything. The security personnel are pretty obliging. He sits in the Kop, sometimes, just staring out over the pitch; this life of his still takes him by surprise.
5. Whenever Philharmonic Hall is screening old films, he'll go. Being in a room of strangers in the darkness is as close as he can get to being alone in the city. Plus, the films are always good and he can usually tune out the whisperings of the pretentious film students who always seem to show up.
Five things Kaka wants to tell Sheva but never did and probably never will.
1. I kept my hair long for you. It was driving me fucking insane on the pitch, getting in my eyes all the time, but you buried your fingers in it, pulled, and I couldn't get enough of that.
2. Sometimes, I felt so stupidly young next to you, and I hated that more than anything you said or did or didn't do. It wasn't your fault. I know that. I blamed you for it anyway.
3. I still don't get why you read that speech. I asked, but you never said anything. Why would you do something you didn't believe in?
4. Your wife knows.
5. If you hadn't left, I would have. I like to think that I would have.
*referring to Sheva 'supporting' Yanukovych.
niche's (♥) reply, because it is too lovely not to share:
Five things that Sheva wants to tell Kaka but never did and probably never will.
1. Sometimes I dream of your smile, just your smile in the air, appearing and disappearing, and in that dream I'm wearing a blue dress and someone is calling me Alice, and when I wake up I feel frightened and yet reassured.
2. Somehow I never cared much for your smile because you gave that to world; I liked your sleeping face better, because it was mine.
3. I often think, if we were two normal young men meeting at a football game, would we have fallen in love.
4. My wife knows.
5. So I left. Because I had to.
For rondaview: Five unlikely ways Stevie is, indeed, Captain Fantastic to Xabi.
1. The way his armband always slips down his arm during games, how he absentmindedly yanks it up. It never seems to fit properly, which bothers Xabi; when he sees it begin to fall down, he always itches to slow Stevie down and fix it for him.
2. People don't think it, but he tries. Really hard, at being a captain, that is. Xabi doesn't believe in being willingly blind, so, yeah, he knows Stevie can be a twat sometimes. If he doesn't like you, you'll know, or you'll find out when he writes it in a book for the world to know. Football comes so naturally to Stevie that he forgets sometimes that other players have to work hard for what seems basic to him. Stevie tries, though, and Xabi wonders if he's trying to justify, make up for something; he does things like organize dinners (without any help from Alex) and take the team out to gay clubs on karaoke nights. Some efforts have worked out better than others.
3. When they lose away games, Stevie does this thing where he doesn't really say anything on the way back. He just sits next to Xabi, arms and elbows touching. Sometimes, on the long trips, he falls asleep, head slipping on Xabi's shoulder.
4. He always tries to talk to the younger boys at Melwood. Goes to their games when he can.
5. When they room together on European away trips and have far too much time to kill, Stevie always lets Xabi pick the movie or art gallery or whatever, which he kind of appreciates.
For of_doom: Five reasons why Steven Gerrard could never have left Liverpool (after all).
1. Hillsborough. Frank had made some stupid joke about it once and he didn't know he could be that angry.
2. He'd have to get those Istanbul glass doors redone, because how could he look at those every day and not remember?
3. Jamie probably would've broken his leg the next time they played each other.
4. There's no way his daughters are growing up Chelsea supporters.
5. His dad.
Five reasons why Steven Gerrard could never have left Liverpool (after all). [Fandom version.]
1. Michael had left a voicemail on his cellphone, that week. He'd said, "Don't do it. Trust me, I know." Steven didn't call him back.
2. Playing against Xabi seemed weird and wrong and it made Steven's stomach twist a little to think about wearing that blue shirt and seeing Xabi look at him as if he were a stranger, nothing but another goddamned Chelsea player. He didn't want that.
3. The entire Carragher clan would never speak to him again.
4. Abramovich creeps him out.
5. The thought of Terry captaining him brings a sour taste to his mouth. At least now it's only the national team; he couldn't deal with it week after week.
For callmecayce: Five places Xabi goes when he wants to be alone.
1. There's this set of steps leading down from the sidewalk to the water on Albert Dock. Early in the mornings, before there are people out and before the sun's properly risen, Xabi likes to sit on them, watching the water, the boats come in, hidden from the street. The men working on those boats must think it's a bit strange, but they've never exchanged words, and he sits on the same step once a week, coffee in hand.
2. Mikel's flat. Which, okay, sounds kind of weird, but he's got the keys and if Mikel's on an away trip or whatever, he lets himself in. It's nice, because no one else knows about it and no one else has keys, so he can effectively disappear for an afternoon. The place is a fucking mess, but it's comforting too, the familiarity. Still, Xabi can't quite resist straightening things up once in a while or actually buying the man some food (lager, ketchup, and a wilted head of lettuce don't count). They never talk about it.
3. The William Brown Library. It's funny how people never expect to see footballers in a place with books. He hasn't been recognized yet. The quiet study rooms help.
4. Anfield, when there's no training or anything. The security personnel are pretty obliging. He sits in the Kop, sometimes, just staring out over the pitch; this life of his still takes him by surprise.
5. Whenever Philharmonic Hall is screening old films, he'll go. Being in a room of strangers in the darkness is as close as he can get to being alone in the city. Plus, the films are always good and he can usually tune out the whisperings of the pretentious film students who always seem to show up.