Short chapter, but whatever. It evens out, since the last chapter was 2,000+ words long. kkbye.

She opens her mouth, granting me access, and I slip my tongue in. She tastes like honey. Our tongues fight for dominance, and she gives in. We pull apart.

"You," I reply.

She smiles.

"So I'm guessing you like me too, considering you marched right in here and demanded who she is?" I ask, laughing.

She blushes furiously, and I laugh, pulling her close. I kiss her forehead, and she buries her head in my chest. I pick her up bridal style, and we head up to the second floor. We watch the interview recaps, when I yawn.

"Better go to sleep, you'll need your rest for tomorrow," she whispers quietly. I nod, and throw her over my shoulder. She yelps, and I bring her to my room. I throw off suit, leaving me in only my boxers, and I climb under the covers. Katniss takes a shower, and climbs in next to me. I put an arm over her waist, pulling her closer to me, and spoon her. Who knew I'd be spooning Katniss Everdeen.


I wake up in the morning, and realize that it's time to wake up the tributes so they can get dressed and eat breakfast before entering the arena.

I try to wake Cato up by shaking him, slapping him, punching him, but it doesn't work. I kiss him. He's unresponsive at first, but then after two seconds, I feel his lips press against mine. He flips me over so that he's on top now, and kisses me hard. I feel hunger and passion in this kiss, and I want more, but now's not the time.

I pull away, and he looks slightly disappointed.

"Now's not the time, Cato. Get dresses and go eat breakfast," I say, and he changes into a maroon colored shirt, jacket, cargo pants, and sneakers right in front of me. He turns around and sees my puzzled face.

"I hoId no shame towards my body. It's the body of a god," he says, wiggling his eyebrows, and I can't help but laugh. We head towards the dining area to find that everyone is already there but us. We scoff down the food quickly, and I pull Cato aside for a private conversation.

"This is the last time I see you if you die. Don't. Come back to me, don't leave me. Please," I beg desperately. He nods, and kisses my forehead.

"I promise I'll come back for you. I'll be gone five days tops," he says softly. I hand him my locket. Inside is a picture of him and I.

"I want you to have this as your district token.." I say. He smiles, and takes it happily. He slips it into the pocket on his shirt, and pats it.

I give him a chaste kiss.

"I love you," he says.

"I love you too," I say without hesitation.

He heads towards the hovercraft that's waiting for him, and Haymitch and I head to the mentor's floor where there are six screens for each district. The room is huge. One screen for each of your tributes,which take up three this year, two are for each mentor to surf the channels, and the last one is to spend your tributes a gift.

I walk towards our screens, and sit down next to Haymitch. We sit in comfortable silence and watch as each podium rises, one after another.






I start fidgeting in my chair, even though I know Cato's the leader of the career pack this year, I'm still so scared. I have no idea why.



The arena this year is a forest. He's lucky, the arena my year was snowy and mountainous with clumps of ice here and there. I almost froze to death, I was afraid I wasn't going to make it back to Prim, my mother, and my father. I got so worried, but being the bloody career from district two I am, I killed all of my allies while they were sleeping and hunted the rest, and before I know it, I won.





Cato runs forward, grabs a sword, and starts to brutally slash and hack at other tributes. He decapitates six, and the other careers kill five. Some didn't even get to lay a hand on a tribute, such as district one's Glimmer and district four's Ali. They grumble and complain about how they didn't get to have any fun.

Cato orders around the careers, telling them to organize the supplies. Extra clothes in one box, food in another, and medical supplies in the last. They lay out the sleeping bags under the cornucopia, and make a fire.

They sit around the campfire, and talk about the looks on their victims' face when they got killed. At night time, they spot a fire a mile away, so they put on night goggles and hunts the foolish tribute down. It's the girl from district eight, and she's sleeping, her head resting on her backpack.

Cato grabs a machete, sits down next to her, and wakes her up.

"AHHH! Please don't kill me, I don't want to die," she says, but Cato breaks both her legs and arms so she can't move, and starts cutting her up. Cato and the careers then leave her there to bleed to death, and goes back to the cornucopia to sleep.

Twelve dead in one day. Eleven more dead and Cato will come back to me.