Chapter 39 : Saving...........

Nico grabbed his pre-prepared breakfast from the kitchen counter, the meal perfectly balanced by his nutritionist. He walked into the dining room, where the family was already gathered, the warm morning light filtering through the windows. 

As soon as he sat down, Valentina, as always, climbed onto his lap without hesitation. Nico smiled, adjusting her comfortably before picking up a spoon and feeding her as she happily swung her legs. 

Marius, sitting across from him, leaned forward, his eyes full of curiosity. "Nico, that game against United was insane! A hat trick and three assists? You completely humiliated them!" 

Nico chuckled as he took a bite of his food. "It was a good game. Everyone played well. The movement, the passing—it all clicked." 

Marius shook his head in disbelief. "Yeah, but you were unreal. Do you ever feel bad for them when you destroy teams like that?" 

Nico smirked. "Not really. If I slow down, someone else will take my place. That's football." 

Valentina, chewing on a small bite Nico had just fed her, pouted. "Nico always wins. He never loses." 

Christina laughed from the other side of the table. "That's true, isn't it? City hasn't lost a single game since he arrived." 

Pep, who had been quietly eating, finally spoke. "Enjoy it while it lasts. Tougher challenges will come." 

Nico nodded. "I know. That's why I train like I do every day. To make sure we stay on top." 

Maria, who had been quiet, finally spoke, glancing at Nico with a soft smile. "Well, I think you're just showing off at this point." 

Nico smirked playfully. "I mean, maybe just a little." 

As they continued eating, Nico turned to Pep. "Am I playing in the cup game on the 29th?" 

Pep shook his head. "No, you and most of the squad will be rested. It's a long season, and we need to manage the workload." 

Nico nodded, thinking for a moment before asking, "Then can I go to Spain for these two rest days? I haven't visited my grandparents in a while." 

Pep glanced at him, then gave a small nod. "That's fine. Just be back in time for training." 

Maria, who had been listening, immediately perked up. "Can I come with you?" 

Nico shrugged, giving her a small smile. "I'm okay with it." Then he gestured toward Christina. "You'll have to ask your mom." 

Christina, who had been silently observing, chuckled softly. "Of course, you can go." 

Maria beamed, clearly excited, while Marius smirked. "Wow, meeting the legendary Johan Cruyff. That's huge." 

Nico smiled to himself. "Yeah, it is." 

Valentina, who had been comfortably sitting on Nico's lap, looked up at him with big eyes. "Can I come too?" 

Nico ruffled her hair gently. "Next time, princess" 

Christina chuckled, while Maria was already thinking about the trip. She had heard so much about Johan Cruyff, but now she would finally meet the man who shaped Nico's footballing journey.

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After finishing his breakfast, Nico pulled out his phone and called Jorge Mendes. 

Jorge picked up almost immediately, his tone upbeat. "Nico! My superstar! Another hat-trick, another record broken. You're making this too easy." 

Nico chuckled. "I'm just doing my job, Jorge." 

Jorge laughed. "Well, your 'job' is getting you the Golden Boy award. It's confirmed. My sources tell me that it's already decided—you're winning it." 

Nico wasn't surprised. With the way he had been playing, it was expected. "That's good to know," he replied calmly. 

Jorge could practically hear his relaxed demeanor through the phone. "You're not even a little excited?" 

Nico smiled. "I'll celebrate when I actually receive it." 

Jorge chuckled. "That's so like you. Anyway, what's up? You don't usually call unless there's something important." 

Nico hesitated for a second before saying, "I have a girlfriend now." 

Jorge paused for a moment before laughing. "Well, that didn't take long." 

Nico rolled his eyes. "What do you mean?" 

Jorge smirked. "With your godly face, humble attitude, and how women look at you—this was bound to happen. So, who's the lucky girl? Let me guess... Kylie Jenner?" 

Nico sighed. "No, it's Maria Guardiola." 

There was a brief silence. Then Jorge spoke, his voice laced with amusement. "So, you're dating the boss's daughter?" 

"Yeah," Nico said casually. "And before you ask, you don't have to worry—Pep knows. He really doesn't care. He likes me." 

Jorge let out a deep laugh. "Of course, he does. You're his best player right now. You could probably marry Maria, and he'd still put you in the starting eleven." 

Nico shook his head, smiling. "Jorge, don't start." 

Jorge just chuckled. "Alright, alright. No trouble from you as always. Congratulations, kid."

After Jorge finished teasing him, Nico got straight to the point. 

"Jorge, can you book me a flight to Spain?" 

Jorge raised an eyebrow, even though Nico couldn't see him. "Spain? What for?" 

"I want to visit my grandparents," Nico replied. "It's been a while since I've seen them." 

Jorge nodded. "Makes sense. When do you want to leave?" 

"Tomorrow morning," Nico said. "Also, book two tickets—I'm going with Maria." 

Jorge chuckled again. "Taking the girlfriend to meet the grandparents already? That's serious." 

Nico sighed. "Jorge." 

"Alright, alright, I'll get it done. First-class, of course. I'll send you the details later." 

"Thanks, Jorge," Nico said. 

"Anytime, kid. Enjoy Spain."

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As they settled into their first-class seats, Maria turned to Nico with a curious expression.

"So... tell me more about your grandparents," she said.

Nico leaned back, glancing out of the window before turning to her. "Well, you already know my grandfather is Johan Cruyff, and my grandmother is Danny Coster."

Maria nodded. "Yeah, but I want to know what they're like. I mean, I've seen interviews and documentaries, but that's different from how they are with you."

Nico smiled. "My grandmother is incredibly kind and caring. She's always fawning over me, saying I'm too handsome for my own good. She teases me sometimes, especially about having a girlfriend… so, she's definitely going to be happy to meet you."

Maria chuckled. "I can already tell I'm going to like her."

Nico nodded. "Yeah, she'll love you. But my grandfather… he's different. He's the one who trained me, so he's a bit more serious when it comes to football. He appreciates my hard work, and when I do something good, he praises me. But he's also honest—if I mess up, he'll tell me straight."

Maria listened intently as Nico continued.

"They're the only family I have, so they mean everything to me," he said softly.

Maria reached for his hand and squeezed it gently. "Then I can't wait to meet them."

Nico glanced at her and smiled. "I think you'll fit right in."

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As the cab moved through the streets of Barcelona, Nico gazed out of the window, taking in the familiar sights of the city he had grown up in. Every street, every corner held memories—his childhood, his training at La Masia, the years of hard work that had shaped him into the player he was today. 

Maria watched him silently for a moment before speaking. "Feels good to be back?" 

Nico nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yeah… Barcelona is home. No matter where I go, it'll always be home." 

The driver, who had been quiet up until now, glanced at Nico through the rearview mirror. "Eres Nico Cruyff, ¿verdad?" (You're Nico Cruyff, right?) 

Nico chuckled and nodded. "Sí, señor." 

The driver grinned. "Chico, eres un orgullo para Barcelona. Te vi jugar en La Masia, y ahora lo estás destrozando en la Premier League. Todos aquí te seguimos, ¿sabes?" (Kid, you're a pride of Barcelona. I saw you play at La Masia, and now you're killing it in the Premier League. Everyone here follows you, you know?) 

Maria smirked, nudging Nico playfully. "See? Even the cab driver knows how big of a deal you are." 

Nico just shook his head with a laugh. "It's not that big of a deal." 

The driver scoffed. "Not a big deal? Even Messi himself said you were the greatest talent La Masia has ever produced—more than him! Everyone in Barcelona is waiting for you to come back. The coaches, the fans… this is your city." 

Nico exhaled softly. He knew how much he meant to Barcelona. He had been their crown jewel, the prodigy everyone believed in. Even now, playing for Manchester City on loan, his heart still had a place here. 

Maria placed her hand on his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "You really are special, Nico. And it's not just because of your talent—it's because of how much people believe in you." 

Nico looked at her, then back out at the city. "I just hope I can live up to their expectations." 

The driver smiled. "You already have, chico."

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As Johan and Nico sat down on the couch, the conversation quickly turned to football. Johan was keen to hear all about Nico's experiences at Manchester City, and Nico was eager to talk about his recent performances, the coaching staff, and his development under Pep Guardiola.

"You know," Johan said, looking at his grandson with a proud smile, "I've been watching your games, and I must say, you're playing some of the best football I've ever seen from you. The free kicks, your vision on the field, it's impressive."

Nico chuckled. "I've been working on my free kicks a lot, Grandpa. I know you always said that the best players don't just rely on natural talent but work hard to perfect their craft."

Johan nodded, his expression serious but kind. "That's right. And I see that in you—your dedication, your discipline. You've come a long way from the kid I saw at La Masia."

Nico's smile widened at the mention of his time at La Masia. "It feels like a lifetime ago, but everything I learned there still sticks with me. I'm glad I've been able to apply it to my game at City."

Meanwhile, Danny and Maria were chatting in the kitchen, both women engaged in a warm conversation. Danny was eager to know about Maria's life in Manchester and how she had adapted to the city. 

"So, Maria," Danny asked as she set the table, "how are you finding life in Manchester? It must be a big change from Spain."

Maria smiled, looking around the cozy kitchen. "It's definitely a change, but I like it. The people are kind, and Nico has made the transition much easier. He's been so supportive, even with everything going on with his career. I admire how grounded he stays."

Danny nodded knowingly. "That's Nico for you. He's always been very humble. And it's clear he's not only a talented footballer but a good person as well."

Maria smiled warmly. "He is. He's very kind to everyone."

After a few more moments of chatting, Danny asked, "Do you have any big plans for the future, Maria? Anything you want to pursue besides being here with Nico?"

Maria paused for a moment, thinking about her passion for fashion. "I do love fashion, actually. Maybe I'll study design or something along those lines. But for now, I'm just happy being here and supporting Nico."

Danny smiled, impressed by Maria's drive. "Well, it's clear you're a very thoughtful person, and that's something I admire. You and Nico make a great team."

Back in the living room, Johan and Nico were still deep in their football conversation. "You've got the talent, Nico, no doubt. Now it's about maintaining that consistency, especially in a league like the Premier League. And don't forget, the pressure will only get heavier as time goes on."

Nico looked at his grandfather with a focused expression. "I know. I'm ready for it. I've been through a lot already, and it's made me stronger. I just want to keep improving and doing my best for City, for the fans, and for you."

Johan's eyes softened as he placed a hand on Nico's shoulder. "I'm proud of you, kid. You've worked hard for everything you've achieved, and I have no doubt you'll keep climbing higher."

The two men shared a silent moment of understanding, the weight of their shared history and Nico's future ahead of him hanging in the air.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Maria and Danny continued their conversation, the two women bonding over their shared experiences, making Maria feel more and more at home in the Cruyff household.

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Nico looked up from his seat, glancing at his grandfather with a slight smile. "You know, it's been a while since I visited La Masia. I think it's time I go see the coaches again. They were like family to me back then."

Johan raised an eyebrow and nodded. "That sounds like a great idea. You should go, and I'll come with you."

Nico paused for a moment, surprised. "Really? You want to come with me?"

Johan gave him a small grin. "Of course. It'll be good for me to catch up with the old coaches too, and see how things are going there. Besides, it's always nice to relive some of the memories."

Nico smiled, appreciating the gesture. "Alright, then. Let's go. It'll be good to show you around and introduce you to the coaches who helped shape me into the player I am today."

Danny, who had been listening in, chimed in from the kitchen, a playful tone in her voice. "Well, since you two are going out, Maria and I are planning to go shopping. We need to pick up a few things, and I thought it would be a good opportunity to spend some time together."

Maria, who had been listening in from the kitchen, smiled and nodded at Danny. "I could use a new wardrobe anyway," she said teasingly, looking at Nico. "Especially with all the attention you're getting now."

Nico chuckled, "I'm sure you'll find something nice." 

Danny looked over at Nico and Maria before standing up from the table. "Alright then, you two enjoy your shopping. Nico, you're still coming with me, right?" she asked, referring to the trip they had planned earlier in the day.

Nico stood, stretching slightly. "Yeah, I'm good. Let's get going," he said with a smile.

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As Nico and Johan entered La Masia, the guard at the entrance instantly recognized Johan. With a respectful nod, the guard opened the gates for them. Nico followed his grandfather through the familiar hallways, feeling a rush of nostalgia.

As they walked down the corridors, Nico was greeted by the coaches who had helped shape his early career. They were all excited to see him again, some even calling him La Masia's crown jewel. Nico smiled and exchanged warm greetings with each one of them, appreciating the respect and affection they always showed him.

The younger players gathered around, curious and awestruck by the presence of a player who had become a legend even before fully entering the senior stage of his career. Nico was a symbol of everything La Masia strived to create—talent, discipline, and humility.

The coaches couldn't help but smile as they watched the younger players look up to him. "This is what we aim for," one of them said, "This is La Masia's future." They often used Nico as an example in training, pointing to his work ethic and maturity at such a young age. His ability to stay grounded while excelling on the field was something they hoped would inspire the next generation.

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Nico made his way to the training area where his old free-kick coach, Carlos Martínez, was overseeing a group of young players. As he approached, Nico called out, "Hola, coach!"

Carlos turned around with a smile, his eyes lighting up as soon as he saw Nico. "Nico, my boy! It's been too long," he replied warmly, walking over to greet him. The two shared a handshake, and Carlos added, "I always knew you'd go far, but this—this is incredible."

The young players, who were in the midst of practicing free kicks, stopped for a moment to watch as Nico and Carlos chatted. Carlos, who had worked with Nico for many years, was always proud of how quickly Nico had developed into such a talented free-kick specialist. He had been one of the main mentors in shaping Nico's renowned technique.

As Nico watched the younger players, Carlos gestured for him to join the practice. "Come, show them how it's done," he said with a grin. Nico nodded and stepped up to the ball, showing the players the smooth technique he had honed over countless hours of practice. With a flick of his foot, the ball soared through the air, curling beautifully into the top corner of the goal.

Carlos smiled, clearly impressed. "Just like old times, Nico. You still have it," he said, giving a thumbs-up to the young players who were watching in awe.

He turned to Nico, a thoughtful look on his face. "Now, let's see if you can hit one of your classic S-shaped free kicks, like you used to."

Nico nodded, a small grin on his face. He knew exactly what to do. He placed the ball carefully, took a few steps back, and prepared for the familiar motion. With a deep breath, Nico ran up to the ball, struck it with precision, and watched as the ball flew toward the goal.

As always, the ball's trajectory was unpredictable, swerving left and right in the air like it was being carried by an invisible hand. The goalkeeper could only watch helplessly as the ball curved perfectly into the top left corner of the net.

The young players, who had been trying to replicate the technique, were stunned. Some of them clapped, others exchanged amazed looks.

Carlos laughed heartily, shaking his head. "See that, boys? That's the magic of an S-shaped free kick. It's not just about technique; it's about mastering control over the ball's flight."

Nico walked over to the group, his modest smile hiding the pride he felt from the praise. "It's all about practice. Years of it."

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The next day, Nico woke up early, determined to take Johan and Danny to the hospital for a check-up. He'd noticed that both of them weren't getting any younger, and while they insisted they were fine, Nico wasn't going to take any chances. 

Johan and Danny were initially resistant. Johan, especially, argued, "I'm fine, Nico. We don't need to go to the hospital. I feel great!" Danny was more reluctant about going but didn't want to upset Nico. 

But Nico, with his usual persistence, didn't back down. "You've both looked after me my whole life. Now it's my turn. Please, just let me take you to the doctor. It's for your own good."

Johan sighed, looking at Danny for support, but she simply shrugged. "He's right, Johan. If he insists, we should go," she said. 

With a reluctant nod, Johan agreed. "Alright, Nico. We'll go, but only because you won't stop pestering us about it," he said, a wry smile on his face. 

Nico, pleased with their decision, insisted on calling a cab to take them to the hospital since he couldn't drive yet. On the way, he kept reassuring them that it was just a routine check-up. They arrived at the hospital, where the doctors ran a series of tests on Johan and Danny, making sure they were both in good health. However, after a few hours of tests and consultations, the results came back with unexpected news.

The doctor, looking concerned but calm, pulled Nico aside to speak privately. "Nico, I'm afraid there's something we need to discuss. Johan's tests have shown that he has early-stage lung cancer."

Nico's heart sank, the news hitting him like a ton of bricks. His mind raced. "What does this mean? Is it serious?"

The doctor nodded, his expression serious but reassuring. "It's in the early stages, Nico. We're lucky we caught it now. With treatment, we can manage it, and there's a very good chance Johan will be able to recover fully. He'll need chemotherapy and regular monitoring, but it's treatable."

Nico let out a shaky breath, feeling a wave of relief but also a knot of anxiety in his chest. He was grateful that it was caught early but the thought of his grandfather going through treatment still weighed heavily on him.

When Nico rejoined Johan and Danny, he tried to keep his emotions in check. The doctors had explained everything to them as well, and while they were worried, they both felt a sense of hope knowing that Johan's condition was treatable. 

Johan smiled weakly at Nico. "You did the right thing, son. I guess I owe you for this one."

Nico, struggling to hold back his tears, smiled back. "I'll be here every step of the way, Grandpa. I promise you, we'll get through this together."

They left the hospital with a plan for Johan's treatment, but the feeling of uncertainty still hung in the air. Nico couldn't help but feel a weight on his shoulders, but he was determined to support his grandfather no matter what came next.

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