Salmon Patty With No Egg

Fic: I need time for my world to turn right-side up again

Title: I need time for my world to turn right-side up again
Betareader: el_defe , es usual. *
Fandom: RPF - AC Fiorentina
Characters: Stevan Jovetic, Alberto Gilardino, Mutu (!!!), Mario OC interspersed.
Rating: VM14
Warning: Future! Fic, slash, drabble collection, I I impuccisco , FLUFF. (The Glory of angst not to, you can not understand).
Disclaimer: This fanfiction not for profit. You do not want to offend or be prejudicial against real people described. Nothing told in this fanfiction has really happened but it is fictional, so do not pretend to give a truthful picture of events or personalities.
Word Count: 3000w. ( fiumidiparole )
Notes: I will have to develop this verse clearly far and wide because I'm finishing the OC shipp to each other and with the rest of the world and understand that it's getting slightly disturbing. Written in a moment of delirium for IT100 and his latest challenge, but unfortunately I have not had time to post, damn. Other notes that might make things clearer! Mario is the son of Adrian's previous marriage to the one with Consuelo Chiara * moment of love and spreading love on * and Consuelo was born in 2002, or so my irreplaceable source of information and incitement to murder el_defe found me. What else to say.

Summary: 2025. The second championship for Stevan driving the Spring of Fiorentina, after the onset kissed by luck of the previous year which saw him win the Scudetto. The first season on the bench the first team of Alberto, she finds herself lost years before mending relations and handle problems that certainly had not brought to account.

Banner of the beautiful miss_hale : *

( I need time for my world to turn right-side up again )

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Virtual Love

Hello ^___^ I should have posted yesterday but I did not Johnny's Day and the last revision to the committee today. But here I am and see what happens ...


Title: Virtual Love
Fandom: Arashi
Chapters: 2 of 6
Genre: AU, angst
Rating: PG
Pair: Sakumoto
Desclaimer: are not I own even though I'd love XD and since they are not and do not know what to write about them peck these roles U___U
Thanks: The usual three that have already read and commented
previous chapters: Intro , Cap.1

Chapter 2
-It 's really good to see you so happy Sho-chan, ne? - Churches addressed the other two.
-You look back to a time-finally said Nino.
Ohno nodded simply, he was always short.
-Yes, now I feel better, "said smiling.
-But ... I do not understand, until a few days ago you were depressed and no see ... Well a lot, went out only to work and then I'll stay at home. The last time I saw you had months ago when you asked me information su dove fare un corso avanzato di computer- disse Nino sempre più dubbioso.
-Si, lo so, il mio comportamento... beh lo sapete, stavo male e non ce la facevo davvero, scusate- disse chinando il capo in segno di scuse.
-Basta, siamo qui per divertirci giusto- intervenne Satoshi intuendo la tensione che c'era nell'aria.
-Giusto!- disse subito Masaki, -Su beviamo e non pensiamoci più, la cosa più importante è che ora Sho stia bene- disse versando da bere prima a Sho e poi a Nino che continuava a guardare Sho sempre più sospettoso.

-Tadaima- biascicò entrando in casa.
-Okaeri- rispose la voce di Jun dal pc, poi la telecamera moved by turning to the point where it was Sho and the screen came on.
-was resting? - Sho asked.
-No, but I was on standby, waiting for you to come, "said Jun.
Sho went to the kitchen, swaying slightly, then took a glass and filled it by opening the tap water and then drink in one gulp the whole glass.
-Are you drunk? - Jun churches then.
-A bit, yes. We have too much tonight
-hurts-you drink so much-scolded.
-I was hoping to be able to tell him you know Jun-he said going to sit on the bed that was in front of the desk.
-Tell him what? - Asked.
-Well ... of ... This, he said. Why speak
always had to be so complicated for him? I had always been, he could not show his feelings, so it was with Jun, also treated him for so badly, just because he was afraid of being rejected, so ended to keep him away. Jun was in the end have to make them understand that there was bad and that was the first to try the same thing for him. Yet everything had lasted so little, everything was over and he had lost.
Sho's cheeks were streaked with tears at the thoughts and slowly shook with silent sobs.
-Sho? - Jun asked a little worried, but that does not said and put her hands to her face.
Sho-why are you crying? - Asked again.
Sho tried to stop the tears, but most felt that voice down.
-Nothing I am well, better go to sleep, "said then lying on the bed giving back to the PC.
light of the screen remained on for a while, as if waiting for something.
"Then he said good-night-Jun and Sho saw off the screen.
He continued to try to stop the tears but had failed and now the darkness had begun to sob in silence, ignoring the small little light that the camera had stayed on. The next morning

Sho was surprised to still find the PC in standby, for a while he left, he made coffee and washed, but after suit began to worry.
-Jun okay? - Asked sitting down at computer, ready to intervene on the keyboard, but the screen came on.
-You scared me Sho-sigh of relief seeing Jun. Sorry
-Jun-
-What have you? - Churches.
-Nothing, I thought I wanted to spend some alone-he said.
-Why? - Asked confused.
-Well ... last night ...-
-Ah ... take no notice, now all is well, "said smiling.
-Um-
-Now I go to work, see you later ok? - he said, then ran away.

The camera on the PC followed him until the door is not closed, Sho seemed normal but Jun was not certain of this, he felt that something was wrong because the night before had resulted in Sho a very strange and he had observed a long time, until they fell asleep and had seen him cry a lot.
decided he wanted to know what had happened that night, he could not quite understand what to say to others, but maybe one of them could tell him something more. Search for contacts
mail Sho, knew it was not a good thing, especially to be able to hack into his account, but it took so little to understand the password that could almost be said to know it already.
He saw the contact list, unless you find one that interested him, he opened the box and began to write the mail ...

Nino Hello, I'm not sure why but I know it's not so much that I see, I'm using the mail to Sho and I know I should not do it ^ ^ ', but ... are well thought ç____ç. Last night out with you guys, but when he came back drunk and it was strange (and yet I know that when è ubriaco ha la sbornia triste =____= ). Eppure... c'è stata una conversazione che non ho capito, ha detto che vi doveva dire qualcosa, ma credo che non l'abbia più fatto. E' successo qualcosa? Ti prego Nino dammi una risposta perchè sono preoccupato ç_____ç, oggi sembrava tranquillo, ma sento che mi sta nascondendo qualcosa. Aspetto una tua risposta, continuerò a controllare la mail.
Ja ne
Jun

Inviò, ora non poteva far altro che aspettare una risposta. Nino gli avrebbe risposto dopotutto, erano amici e se aveva qualche problema era sempre lui il primo con cui si confidava. Ora doveva solo attendere that answer.
waited for hours but the answer came, he wrote again a few lines and sent another, but also no answer to the second.

-Tadaima announced Sho-entering.
-Okaeri "said Jun and Sho's voice was raised, he was upset that morning and find everything to normal as if nothing had happened reassured him.
-How was your day? - Jun churches while Sho rested her bag on the bed and loosened his tie.
-alright, but I'm exhausted, "said,-Now, make dinner and then we look at something together-the moment when he began but started to rise someone rang the doorbell. Jun
moved the camera to the door and Sho looked doubtful in the same direction. Who could it be? Sho was sure he does not wait after all.
-not open? - Jun then asked to look back at him and at the same moment the bell rang twice more, this time seemed even more insistent.
-Vado, "said then towards the door.
-Chi ...- started to say, opening the door, but stopped mid-sentence him at that moment.

Frequency Indian Channel

Fic: Nostalgia

Author: Xenia90
Title: Nostalgia
prelettrice or Beta: New Light

Football Fandom RPF Characters: Davide Santon,
Rating: For everyone.
Disclaimer: I do not know any real people described what I have written does not correspond to reality and not I gain nothing.
Note: I had a lot of hesitation and hesitation to come out of my role as a passive reader to post this story .... if you can call it. In fact to say it all the credit for the fact that this story see the light and does not get lost in some remote corner of my pc goes to New Light, which spurred me to write it and post it. I wrote what I mainly felt at the news of the loan Santon, and I know it's been almost a month but it took me a long time to write, so forgive the delay. Finished reading, you can also submerge to rotting vegetables.

The time of day he hates most is the awakening, more precisely hates those few seconds during which the brain begins to become aware of the world around him and the precise moment when he opens his eyes, and hates him because in that short amount of time his mind still perceives reality as he would like to see, as she dreamed all night, and so when he opens his eyes seeing the shot that gets the bare walls of his room at Cesena instead of the heat of his room in Milan is even harder. And so every morning. Two weeks have passed since he chose, or rather he was persuaded to choose to go to Cesena, yet every time David opens his eyes that feels the same emptiness in my stomach the first day, and this morning is no exception. When the alarm sounds stronger greenhouse David eyelids, that is a bad morning, when the greenhouse's nostalgia in my heart a painful bite, he knows how to play the day and did not want to deal with it. If you could cowered under the covers prevents the real world to join him and continue to imagine that you are still in Milan, during his rookie season, with Mario and Zlatan as companions and with Mourinho to train him. But he can not do it, because David is not so, David never gives up, and can not do it this time either. So with a tired sigh, pulled back the blanket and gets up, prepared to face a day that will certainly not be worse than many others who have lived since in Cesena, surely you will not even better, since it is also the day workouts. He opens the window and enter the room the air of Cesena, so different from the crisp, foggy Milan, and is almost painful to breathe, as if his body refuses something that looked like a stranger, he was always so in morning nostalgic like that. When is in front wearing the suit to go to training hesitates for a second, but then you decide to wear, the fabric hostile slips on her skin, everything bothers him that morning, the almost hear the crest of Cesena, sewn into the fabric at heart, puncturing the skin. Picks up the bag and gets in his car. While still traveling the roads that lead him outside the sports center where he trains his new team, can not help but remember. Remember that his only desire was to stay in Milan and have his chance with Inter, because he loved that team, Pinetina loved, loved the fans, and was loved San Sirio in Milan that he wanted to return to shine as in his debut season. During the January market rumors had circulated that many wanted him away from Milan, some teams had really made some offers for him, but he always refused, because he wanted to stay at Inter, and he was sure that I've made now. Leonardo, as the president, is deep in allegations of esteem and confidence in it, in its capacity, the ability to return to play like he could do. But then the thirty-first of January, at the last minute he had been summoned by the leadership of his team. Moratti had spoken with Leonardo and Branca and had convinced that going to Cesena would be a great opportunity to return to play as he could. He had submitted that exchange as his chance to show what he could. And he was persuaded. He tried in every way to see the loan at Cesena as his chance to keep fit on a team that did not suffer all the pressures of Inter, a team just arrived in Serie A, a team whose goal was not to recover the points Milan and get to the championship and win the Champion again and have a season like the previous one, a team with lower expectations. But the truth was that he felt betrayed because the team that loved her confidence and was giving another player, and David did not care how good he was or if Nagatomo, and not to him. And he felt he deserve that trust, he felt that he should have been playing during the match suspension for Cristian, he should have been in Milan and Nagatomo. He kept repeating that he should not feel that way, which had been sent to Cesena to allow him to really get into shape, but he lived it as an exile, a betrayal, because even as we were putting things, probably to Cesena was waiting for him only the bench. Lost in his thoughts had now arrived at the door of the locker room. He knew what he would have found that opening door. Would not see Mark, Dejan and Christians who were running joke, maybe even half undressed, to the locker room, would not have met the Captain's reassuring smile and sparkling eyes even while Wesley approached to try to implicate him in a joke that he wanted organize to wrest a smile to the captain, reliable, always so serious. He instead met with the polite smiles of his new teammates, trying to make him feel at home since he arrived, he saw the slight worry of Luis, with whom he had also played for Inter, who seemed to be the only one understand how he felt. Before opening the door closed eyes for a second. He had to stop feeling like this and start fighting for a starting spot in the team felt that alien. He had to prove that he was still able to play good football, that the accident had not ruined his career, he had to just forget the fear of getting hurt again and start playing like he knew. And he had to hold on until June. He had to prove that they are worthy of Inter. He opened his eyes and went into the locker room, greeting new friends with a smile not entirely sincere. As he closed the door behind him one last dark thought crossed his mind, taking away the hope that shortly before he invaded. He must overcome his fear of June 1, before returning to Inter as they had promised. They had also promised that they would let him stay, that would not have sent him away in January, but now he was in Cesena, to wear a shirt that was not his. So the question was: would really come to wear his jersey nerazzura? It was with this slight feeling of unease that David was prepared to begin training that day.

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Halloween: REVELATION POST! + Ad

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