A/N: I'm back with my new story, and it is about Cato and Clove and their journey through the games. Please read and review and mention this to your fanfiction friends so they can read it too!

I could feel them, ripping me apart, chomping on my mud-ridden flesh, diving back for more as I screamed in agony. I could feel eyes on me, two pairs. I slowly twitched my head to the side to see Katniss clutching onto Peeta as they both stared at me. I mouthed the word 'please', and she put Peeta aside, taking the arrow out of his tourniquet and pulling over her bow from behind her back. I squeeze my eyes shut. "I'll be with you soon Clove, soon." I whisper, then I hear a sound of an arrow whistling through the air, and I could just hear the sound of the cannon before the world goes black.

Clove POV

"Mind where you're going Ludwig!" I screeched at Cato as he bumped into me. He was very lucky he didn't end up with a knife in his stomach. "I was about to throw!"

He laughs, hopping onto the bench at the corner of the training centre. I snarl at him.

"Why are you laughing?" I ask, looking over to the uncontrollably laughing Cato.

After he stops laughing, and when he wipes his eyes, he says "You're just so easy to wind up!"

In annoyance, I hurl the knife through the air and it lands a centimetre from his head. He stops smiling and glares at me. He quickly receives it from the wall and throws it back, but it ledges into a wall ages away from me.

"You'll never be as good as me Cato!" I smile cheerfully, packing my bag. It was the reaping day today. Cato was particularly excited. He was planning on volunteering, but it was only if nobody volunteered in the first 5 seconds, he would. Truthfully, I didn't want him to go. He was my best friend, and I had a slight crush on him. I look up from my bag to see him staring at me, with a slight smile. I caught his stare and he quickly looked away.

"Cato." I say.

"Yeah?" he replies, and his face lights up as I walk towards him.

I sigh. "Do you have to volunteer?"

He pushes me away. "Yes Clove, we have been over this. Jahmene and I are in the top 2 in our programme. One of us will volunteer."

"You said if nobody volunteers in the first 5 seconds then you would do it." I desperately plead, trying to make him change his mind.

"Yeah, I guess, but Clove, I said that to calm you, it's my dream to win the games. You know I want to be like my big brother."

"Yes. Brutus. The Victor of the 41st Hunger Games." I say dryly.

He sighs, and pulls me into a hug. I hold back the tears, and then the chimes of the bells go. Luckily, Cato and I were all ready, and we walked down to the reaping, hand in hand.

Cato POV

God I love her so much, especially when she gets angry. I wish she would just realise it. Her dark brown eyes get larger every time she looks at me. She is adorable. I look down at Clove. She is clutching my hand, and swinging it in time with our walking. She looks up at me worriedly as we arrive at the reaping. The last thing I saw her do was shake her head before she went to the girl's side.

"Oh Clove." I whisper as I sign in and walk over to the boys section.

I wait for a while until my friends come over. Tyler, Jahmene and Craig. I used to have a friend called Pollux, but he suddenly disappeared after he confessed a crime of stealing a turkey and some geese from over the fence. It isn't the same without him.

"Hey guys." I smile, slapping them all on the back. Jahmene comes and stands on my left and Tyler on my right, and Craig stands behind me.

"You nervous?" Jahmene asks me. I shake my head.

"Are you planning to volunteer?" I ask Jahmene. Even though he is in the top 2, it is his choice to volunteer, but he will get a beating if he doesn't. It doesn't matter with me, I attend lessons regularly unlike Jahmene.

"Yeah, so are you? Am I correct?"

I sigh. "I don't know yet. Clove is trying to convince me not to, but I want to."

Jahmene slaps me on the back and turns to the front as Priscilla Dotty struts onto the stage. Tyler laughs at her and Craig whispers. "Are you dotty for her?"

I shove him off, chuckling as she begins.

"Welcome, Welcome! District 2, welcome to the 74th Annual Hunger Games reaping!" Priscilla squeals. She welcomes on the mayor as he says a speech about all of the past victors and he clicks on a remote, sending a screen descending with the capitol logo on it, and then the anthem blares out, probably causing ear problems for 1/3 of District 2. It plays past pictures of the dark days as President Snow speaks. When it finishes, Priscilla come back on, walking over to the girls bowl.

"Ladies first!" She squeals. I don't even have time to wish for Clove's safety when her name is announced.

"Clove Fuhrman."

I stand there, twisting and turning, sweating madly. Not Clove. Not Clove, I tell myself. I squeeze my eyes shut, repeating 'I love you' in my head many times before Priscilla reads out the boys name. Jahmene shakes me. "You need to talk to Clove, volunteer."

I shake my head, my heart pounding ferociously but at the last moment, I shout;

"I volunteer."

First chapter done. Don't worry, Cato will get more fierce throughout the games. They will tell each other that they love them soon.