So I'm not going to write Twilight Fanfiction anymore because I just don't like it anymore. So if I was on your alerts take me off if you liked me only for Twilight. I'm now going to write Hunger Games! Reviewing is great! It means you like it and want more! Oh, and if a word is in italics, it's the characters though to themselves. If you don't review then I can't get better! I do not own The Hunger Games! All rights go to Suzanne Collins!

Peeta

I know Katniss didn't want kids, but I couldn't help but ask her over and over until she got upset with me. Why did she have to be this suborn? We had sex before, but she would always insist on a condom or her taking her birth control. Why must she torture me this way? As I was contemplating all of this Katniss walked through the front door of our home and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"Hi darling. How was hunting?" I asked as she started to take her game bag off.

"Okay, I guess. I managed to get a turkey though. There wasn't much out today." The frown on her face indicated that she was clearly aggravated by this. She supports us with meats, while I support us with bread and sweets.

"That's good enough," I smile at her and continue, "we still have some food left over from the other night." In all honesty I was still thinking about how our kids would be the perfect replica of Katniss. How beautiful her eyes and smile are. I knew I shouldn't push it, but I decided to anyways. After dinner. After dinner.

I was cleaning up the dishes while Katniss was starting to reread the book we made with all of the people we lost and missed dearly. My hands were still wet from washing the dishes, but I made my way over to her and slowly took the book out of her hand and sat down in the chair across from her. "Is something wrong?" She asked me.

"Well, kind of." I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. What was I doing this for? I knew what she would say. I knew that she would just storm off like normal.

"What is it baby?" She got up from her chair and came over to sit on my lap.

"I-I-I know you don't want to, but-" She cut me off before I had time to finish.

"Peeta," she said softly. Comforting almost. "You know why I have to say no."

"Katniss, I really don't. The games are over."

"I failed." She buried her face into my chest and that was when I started to feel her tears making my shirt wet.

"How did you fail?"

"I failed my sister. I failed Rue. I promised to protect them. But I failed them. They're both dead Peeta! Dead! They both died right in front of my eyes, and I did nothing to help them." By now the tears were just pouring down her face.

Stroking her hair I replied, "Sweetie, you couldn't help them. You tried, and that's what matters. You sang to Rue, and you gave Prim the best life you could have ever had. I know I never told you this but also wanted you to live because who was going to take care of your sister. She means the world to you. I know how I would have felt if I lost my oldest brother. I couldn't let that happen to her."

"You were trying to sacrifice your life for my little sister even though you didn't even know her?" She lifts her head up and looks into my eyes.

"It was because even though I didn't know her I loved her because you did." What she did next surprised me. She lifted her head and crashed her lips down onto mine. I was startled by her reaction, but nonetheless I was going to accept in kindly. Her hand started to tangle itself into my hair. She wrapped her legs around my waist straddling me. I picked her up and started to walk into the bedroom.

Right when I reached the bedroom door she broke away and hopped down. Startled I grabbed her waist and pulled her back in. She immediately pulls away and looks me in the eyes. "I'm going to go and shower." She pecks me on the lips and head into the bathroom.

I just stood there. What just happened? I still stood there dumbfounded when I heard the shower turn on. I had to accept that she didn't want children and just give up on it. Maybe, I shouldn't! She didn't get mad at me. She opened up. I guess I will just have to try again.

So that's it for Chapter 1! If I get 5 reviews on this I will post Chapter 2! Constructive Criticism only helps me get better! Thanks for reading!

~Paige