Hey everyone! This is the first chapter of Effie and Haymitch: True Love? Happy Birthday to HungerGamesCrazy, who asked me to write this story. I thought that it would be fun to put up the first chapter on her birthday, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope that all of you like it! This first chapter was fun to write and I thought that it would be easy, but it took me a few shots to get it to this. (KelsNicole92-Fanfiction, is my Facebook 'like' page. Okay! I'll let you get to the story!)
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Effie POV:

I stare at Haymitch, why must he always turn to drinking? Honestly, I don't understand what the whole fuss is about it. Standing here I take a deep breath and try to think everything through, I cannot actually like him. This is a guy that I've known for how long and he is the total opposite of me. Just look at him, that shirt probably hasn't been changed for weeks or months! Talk about disgusting. No, I defiantly don't like him in any way other then someone from the Hunger Games, who I was forced to work with. My eyes go up and he comes stumbling my way, I roll my eyes. When he's stumbled his way over to me a wide smile forms on his lips.

"Effie Trinket...hi." I roll my eyes and he puts the bottle to his lips again. Right now I'm annoyed, but I really don't know why. At least with Katniss I know why she annoys me when she does, but with Haymitch its always a mystery. "You look so much better without...that pink hair."

"Excuse me? I personally loved my pink hair!" He just snickers and I grab the bottle from his hands before he can take another drink of it. The horror in his eyes amuses me and I throw the bottle against the gravel. Today is the anniversary of the day that the Districts won in the rebellion and it goes on for two weeks. I look around us and see the celebration is continuing on, what annoys me even more is that this lasts for two weeks. Celebrations in the Capital were so much better, here there's not even a real party. "Like you should talk, Haymitch! Maybe if you changed those clothes of yours at least once a day, someone would find you attractive."

His eyes are full of amusement and he shakes his head a little. "Are you really trying to tell me that you don't find me a little attractive? Effie...you really shouldn't lie to me!"

"You are the last thing in this District that I would find attractive." A blush is creeping into my cheeks and I know that I'm lying. Of course I hope that Haymitch, in his drunken glory, will just think that its from anger. Of course, I'm shocked that he can still remember my name. "Go find yourself another bottle."

"Maybe if you weren't so up tight all the time someone would invite you to something. They might even think that you are fun, but no!" Haymitch is really making a scene and I hate scenes like this. If I look good, then I don't mind them, but of course the way that he's acting I look just as stupid as he does. "Come on, Effie! Loosen up a bit! Here...come with me and I'll show you how to have fun."

I pull my arm out of his grasp and just stare at him. "You really think that you know what fun is? Getting drunk and going around insulting everyone in your path? Real fun is when you are around someone that you like, not someone that you feel your stomach curling inward when you are around them!"

"That's called love, Effie. You have fun around that person, you just don't want to admit it." I watch as he turns away and starts to stumble away from me. For some reason, my own stupidity I think, I follow him. "See? You can't resist this...just admit it Effie."

"Oh, yes! Fine I admit it! I love Haymitch Abernathy!" As soon as the words are out of my mouth, he turns and stares at me. Shock is written all over his face. The stupid fool obviously thinks that I told the truth. "Really Haymitch? You think that I could possibly ever like you? Why would you honestly think that?"

"Well at the kids wedding you seemed a little friendly." He is swaying from side to side and I roll my eyes. The alcohol is obviously affecting his brain worse than usual. "You remember that don't you? Best kiss that I ever had."

I roll my eyes and want to slap some sense into this idiot. "You kissed a stupid bottle, not me! Really, Haymitch! How could you be so stupid to think that we'd ever-"

But I'm cut off and his lips are on mine, his arms wrap around me. Slowly I wrap my arms around him and we stand here, just kissing. When we break apart I don't know what to say or do, I don't even know how I feel about what just happened. Haymitch is smiling a cocky smile and for some reason it infuriates me.

"Did I kiss a bottle now too?" He starts laughing and shakes his head a little. "Sweetheart, you liked the kiss...just admit it. You kiss better then a bottle does...shocking."

Right at that moment I decide what to do, my hand comes up and I slap him across the face. The expression on his face is of pure disbelief and shock. Now I'm the one with the cocky look on my face.

Haymitch POV:

I stare at her as she smiles on. Did Effie Trinket, the woman who thought that it was "cool" to wear a pink wig, just slap me? Oh, now I really know that she liked the kiss and I start to smile. My smile throws her off and I put my arm around her. She tries to pull away from me, but I pull her along with me. We are heading towards he celebration and she is going to learn how to have fun. Effie fidgets under my arm as we enter the center of town. Everyone is having a good time and why shouldn't we? Even though I'm still mad at her about her breaking my bottle I forgive her, because that was one hell of a kiss!

"What are you doing? Haymitch Abernathy, let go of me this instant!" She is squealing on and on, which makes me laugh. Oh this woman is about to learn how to have fun. I smile at her, but she glares at me. "You are drunk and don't know what you are doing! So let go of me, right now!"

Laughing I stop at one of the stands that have wine at them and I take two glasses...maybe I should give one to Effie. "Here, drink this and have some fun. Maybe it'll loosen you up a bit. You know what? I must really like you a lot, because I gave you one of my drinks."

"Oh, how honored I feel! Haymitch gave me one of his drinks and kissed me!" Effie can be fun sometimes, I guess. She is sarcastic, which is something that I like in a woman. But with some girls, like a certain Victor I know, sarcasm is a horrible thing with them. "You want this back? Here take it! Or better yet..."

Effie does the stupidest thing that a person can possibly do! She turns the glass onto its side and I watch as the golden liquid falls out of it, slowly. As more falls out she tips it farther and she starts to laugh. This woman is mad! I glare at her and she just smiles at me. See? Perfect example of why I'm never nice to anyone! Remind me to never try and show Effie how to have a good time, because she is a buzz kill.

"Fine, you win. Go back to sulking, but don't ruin my fun." I say and she just shakes her head. Shaking my head I turn away from her and walk away. Katniss and Peeta are staring at me as I walk past them, this is when I realize that she is following me. "Didn't I tell you that you don't have to stay? Why don't you go find a piece of colored carpet to put on that head of yours?"

Effie just smiles and shakes her head. "Is Haymitch trying to run away from his problems now? Sad, really sad...everyone always says how smart he is."

"You poured out that drink!" I yell at her, its totally off topic and she just laughs. This is why I'm not with anyone, woman just don't make any sense! Of course some of my randomness and her annoyance might have something to do with me being drunk. Wait-am I drunk? "How could you? I thought that we shared something special!"

"We did? I wasn't informed of this." Effie is all smiles and I see that the kids are watching us. This is great and I know that Effie is going to say something stupid sooner or later, she acts like she talks. "Haymitch, you know I don't think that you hated that kiss. Looks like I'm not the only-"

She cuts off and I stare at her. What was she just about to say? That she enjoyed the kiss too? I've known for a while that I like Effie, that's why I push her away. Aren't the two kids good enough to be close to? Obviously not and right now its all coming to blow up in my face. This idiot needs to know when not to kiss someone. When I come back to reality Effie is gone, she is running away from me. For some reason I have the urge to run after her, but I shrug it off. Maybe I need more alcohol, it must be wearing off, because I'm feeling emotions and I want to show them.

"Haymitch!" Peeta says from behind me as I take another glass. His eyes are wide in shock and I know that this kid is romantic, but he's got to know that this isn't my thing. "Go after her!"

I look towards the way that Effie ran and act like I'm considering. "Nah, I'll see her tomorrow. Thanks for the suggestion though. Ah, Mrs. Peeta is joining us tonight!"

"Really cute, Haymitch. Starting to show emotions again?" Her stormy gray eyes are locked with mine and I see the baby in her arms. Well, its almost a year old, but you get what I mean. "Go after her! That's what she wants you to do or else you might lose her."

"That is where you are wrong." I tell her and I drain the remaining liquid in my glass. Her eyes are focused on me and I smile at her. "You can't lose something, if you never had it."

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(I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope that all of you liked it! :D There will be more Effie and Haymitch to come. This story takes place after my story Those Gray Eyes Caught Me, but before Can Love Last?.)