Title : La vida es un juego.
Pairing :  Xavi Hernandez/David Villa.
Rating : PG-13.
Summary :  They need to talk but apparently, Xavi is not totally ready for a discussion.
A/N : Sorry for the time I took to write this chapter :/ I hope you will like it. I think it’s kinda different of the previous ones, maybe a bit disturbing… Let me your comments :)

He ends the meal not saying a word, just answering when his teammates were talking to him, even if infact he was avoiding every conversation. After the repast, he decides to go away of the self, to take a bit of air. Leo rejoined him.

- You didn’t answer to my message yesterday.
- Which message ?
- The one I send you in the night of saturday to sunday… At about 4:00 a.m..

David gets his phone out of his pocket and go to his messages. He finds Leo’s one who was marked as read. He open’s it and read it. When he finished, he rises his head and noticed Leo was waiting him to say something.

- Did she really said that to you ?
- Yes. I just couldn’t believe it. And now she’s a bit distant from me. That’s just… - So idiot.
- So ridiculous…
- Too. But you looks  more touched by this than me. Am I wrong ?
- I’m just realizing something. But I’m ok, don’t worry.

When Leo send him his text-message, David was probably in Elsa’s house. Knowing he slept in the same room than Xavi, he was the only person who could read it. And it could explaning a lot of things.

- Leo, could you do something for me ?
- After what you’re doing for me, I could do what you want for you presently.

*~*

The rewatching of the match was going to begin in five minutes and some players were already in the room. David was just next to the door when Xavi arrived.

- You smell the cigarett.
- Really ? I never thought.
- You should stop Xav’, you know it.
- In what honor ?
- Because I ask it to you.
- Do it because it would makes you happy. What a reason…

David stares at the midfielder. If it wasn’t him, it was probable that he already stop talk with him or hit him but it was Xavi so he couldn’t.

- You know what ? I would be able to say « You’re not translating your thoughs. What’s your thinking and what’s your saying. It’s not the same. » but I’m not even sure I would be right. I don’t recognize you today. You didn’t answer to all my text-messages and calls yesterday and since this morning you’re acting like a pure asshole with me. You, the quietest guy I know, that’s not normal.
- Because you think our relationship is something normal ? You should replace the things in the context.

Before David answer something, Leo arrived. He doesn’t say anything, just puts his hand on the Asturian’s shoulder and begins to whisper some things to him. Both were smiling and once the argentinian finished, David laughed and said out loud :

- Anyway, I see you tonight.
- Yep, you still sleep at my house ?
- Of course.

They give a last look at eachother and the number 10 of el Barça entered in the room. The Asturian stay looking at Xavi during five seconds and rejoin the young striker.

The catalan stay in corridor one minute to calm down and then decided to walk until where he was supposed to be. He set in the back of the place, as distant of David and Leo as possible. He couldn’t ear what they was saying to eachother but he perfectly could see them laugh together and it was kinda upsetting him. Jealousy ? Never.

During the whole session, he tried to not look at them. He tried. Not very successfuly.

- Xavi ?
- Yes.
- Are you dreaming ?
- No. Absolutly not.

The number six of el Barça looks at Pep. He wasn’t dreaming. Actually he was having a nightmare awake infact.

- That’s perfect because I have to talk to you. For the others, we have finished.

Xavi sighs while his teammates beginning to get out of the room. Pep just wanted to say him some things with no real importance. It kinda annoyed the midfielder because of his mood but he listened.  Then, he began to go until his car when he heard his name. The midfielder returns and face at Leo.

- Have you got a moment for me ?
- Why ?
- I wanted to say you some things.

He wanted to explain him what the fuck was going on with David and what they were planning together ? He could accept immediatly. It was maybe kinda idiot but the spanishman was a bit stressed by this conversation. The only thing he presently wanted was to smoke.

- He’s not ok you know. He maybe don’t want to show it to you, but he’s not ok. But after all, I’m not sure you care about it.

He was dreaming or… ? It was not because he won three Ballon d’Or that the argentinian striker could talk to him like that.

- He’s my teammate, one of my best friends. Of course I care about how he feels. We’re just in a bad pass, that’s all.
- A bad pass ? I hope it will be over soon… It’s amazing to see how the state of your relation is dictating him his mood.

His hands in his pockets, Xavi was playing with his lighter. He was listening at Leo, understanding what he was hearing but clearly not wanting to agree them. Or maybe he wanted to, it was kinda weird in his head.

- He looked happy behind the match this afternoon. When you were laughing together. This is not right ?
- You know Xav’, David is the kind of person that when he can’t have what he wants with someone, just go search it with someone else.
- What do you mean ?
- Just be carreful. It would be sad if you lost him.

The midfielder stares at the argentinian without saying a word. He was trying to understand what he wanted to say but what he deduce was totally not ok for him.

- I just wanted to prevent you.
- Should I thanks you ?
- Just think about it, that’s all I ask to you, the striker answer after a laugh.

*~*

The face David made when he saw Xavi’s name apparing on his phone was indescribable. It was a mixture between surprise and hapiness. Infact he didn’t notice his name in the first time. One day his sister touch to his phone and the striker recover it with a photo associated to each of his contacts. When the number 6 of el Barça was calling him, a picture of theme appareaded on the screen of his portable. He unhooked but didn’t say anything.

- David ?

The striker continued to make the dumb guy one minute more. The only thing he was hearing was the breath of his friend.

- David ? Are you here ?
- Yes. I’m here.
- Ok… I can call you again later if you’re busy…

It was 10.30 p.m. David was surely in Leo’s house but Xavi had to talk to him so he just call.

- No it’s ok. What did you want ?
- Leo is not with you ?
- He’s in the bathroom, taking a shower. You want to talk to him ?

David perfectly knew it wasn’t the case but the way his teammate wasn’t finding the way to tell him what he wanted was actually making him laugh. He knew it wasn’t easy for the catalan but after what he said to him, the Asturian was allowed to « play » with his friend like that.

- I almost forgot your sense of humor. If I called your phone, it was to talk to you.
- Ok, I’m listening.

Xavi took a deep breath and finally regain the speech.

- I have some things to say to you but I want to say them in front of you. So I tought about something. You remember one day I said to you that I could learn you to fence… Well, if you ‘re ok with that, we could do it tomorrow, on the afternoon.
- Ok, I’ll be at your home.

David answered immediatly, without thinking. He knew he was gonna talk with Xavi and that was the only thing which counted.

- So… I see you tomorrow.
- Yep. Good night Xavi.  Avoid nightmares. You have to be in form if you want to beat me, right ?
- Don’t worry for me. You should have a long night, even if I know it will be hard for you…

He said his last word his a low voice but maybe David heard them, it wouldn’t surprise him if it was the case. Before hanging up, he added some last words.

- Have a good night David. In my mind it will not be the better you could have but if it sounds good for you… Be ready to suffer, my saber will not take care of you.