We are Real Madrid

Nothing is perfect

The next matches went brilliant for the team. Not only in La Liga but also in the Champions league everything went perfect for los blancos. They won each match. Even the él clasico against Barcelona was a great game and ended with a three to one victory for Madrid. After the first goal of Neymar I thought that it would end in a disaster. However it felt like the Brazilian Striker just waked the white lion.

The team started to play football just like Real Madrid is able to. It was a honour to watch them spread their magic around the pitch. Jesé and me cheered at the VIP lounge. Gareth joined us because he is injured since his last international break game with Wales.

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Cristiano scored after a wonderful penalty. Toni made his first goal in the white dress and James made a great assist to Karim's third and last goal of the match. Throughout the whole game we saw just little of Lionel Messi's magic. Our defence around Iker was grateful for the lack of work they had to do in the second half. Nevertheless Cris wasn't quite happy after the game. He just get a yellow card in the last minute of the match.

Apart from that yellow card it was a very fair and calm game for an él clasico. During the whole game the referee just dealt out six yellow cards and none of them was aimed for Sergio. Iker was so proud for him, I was pretty sure that Sergio would threw a big party at his place after the game just for the sake of it.

After we won against the blaugranas we were on top of the Liga. I met Xavi and Marc Bartra after the match on my way to the parking ground. Half of their team was already in the coach that will bring them to the airport. "Look who is coming to say goodbye?" shouted Marc. His eyes who were empty and cold after the game regained some of its characteristic sparkle.

"Couldn't let my favourite enemies go back to Barcelona without a short chat" I returned in English with a sneaky grin spread all over my face. As I reached them I was instantly hugged by the defender and even Xavi had one of his rare small smiles on his face.

"How are things rolling since you last visited Barcelona?" the midfielder asked, always his polite self. "Well it's getting better. We're winning every single game now. So I can't complain, can I?" I winked and earned a huff from the captain of the Culés.

He wanted to argue with me when Piqué stuck his head out of the car. "Hey lads are you com-, Kathleen?" he asked as he recognized me. "Gerard!" I exclaimed and again I was embraced by strong arms. "Don't crush her" Xavi scolded but the hug wasn't uncomfortable. He let go off me soon after. "How are you, little girl?" Gerard asked. "Mejor que... last time yo te visto?" I stammered and looked to Xavi for help. "la última vez" he suggested. I nodded thankfully. "How long are you already living in Spain, two weeks?" the Barça player teased.

"Don't you take Spanish classes?" Marc asked with genuine interest. "Well, I wanted to. I even asked Toni if I could join his course but Isco and James meant that a teacher wouldn't be necessary and they would teach me the basics. However it has shown that Colombian Spanish and spanish Spanish isn't always the same and the two of them spent an endless amount of time discussing pronunciations of words I didn't even know." I explained red headed.

"The two youngsters of Los blancos don't seem to be a unity" Marc grined with a wink towards Xavi. "I won't bet on that" Xavi returned grumpy he remembered all to well the fine passes Isco gave James in the game just half an hour ago.

"Yeah Real's future is bright" I agreed with the older midfielder with a wink. "We'll see at the next el clasico how they get along" Gerard winked back. "We should go, Lionel is already glaring" Marc informed us and after we saw the dark glances of the Argentinian the Barça players went for their coach. They hugged me for the last time and then they were off to the airport and I was standing alone in the parking lot.

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"Do you team up with our worst enemy again" a voice said behind me. I jumped a little but then I recognized the speaker. "Iker you scared the shit out of me" I grimaced at the captain of Real Madrid. He just shrugged but laid his right arm around my shoulder. "Don't worry you are safe around here" he said and his tone was like 'I organized everything'. "What have you done?" I asked slightly worried.

"Nothing" he returned innocent. However I already knew the goalkeeper better than he would have admit.
"Iker Casillas, tell me what you have done that you are all of the sudden that confident about my security after you even forbid me to go out after 10 pm" I was deadly serious and meet his gaze coldly. The keeper sighed deeply, muttered something about the fact that Cris would probably kill him when he found out that he confessed and was then ready to open up to me "Promise me you won't freak out and Cris will never find out that you know about it" now it was his turn to look at me serious. I nodded silently and the Spaniard continued "We organized a special agent which is around you 24/7 but you weren't supposed to know about it because we feared you would freak out" he admitted and for a moment there was just silence...

"We just want your best" he tried but I waved him to shut up. I needed to processed the information I just learned about. "Since when?" I wanted to know. "Short after you fled to Barcelona." "Who else knows about it?" I asked further. "Cris, Sergio, Fernando and me. We arranged everything with Fernando and we didn't want too many of the other players involved because we feared that they might break around you" he just whispered and I nodded again. The Madrilenian studied me as if he awaited a break down but I wasn't capable to react to it.

Iker offered to bring me home after our conversation. I lived now in my own flat near James' house. It wasn't far from Cristiano's villa and I was really happy to finally live on my own. Not that I despised Cris' company but with Irina back in town it got kind of closely and I often felt left out. Now with my own flat I was more independent. Isco and James visited me quite often and Iker and Cris also came around from time to time. Everything seemed perfect. So it had have a weak point and now I have finally found it.