Hello my sweet sugar-angels! :3
I can't wait until I get to write about the Careers in the Arena but to establish the characters and stuff I think it's good to start from the beginning of things!
Also I can write more smexy/cute clato scenes, hehehe!
Please review, I appreciate it so much and it really helps me out a lot :D
XOXO /Eri

Titania Clatterwing told Cato and Clove to shake hands before the anthem begun so Cato took Clove's hand in his and shook it. Cato's surprisingly soft, skyblue eyes held hers for a long time. Clove had just looked away when the Peacekeepers came and walked them to the Justice building to meet with their friends and family, maybe for the last time.

Clove was taken to a separate, luxurious room. The walls were made of the finest wood and a big red couch of expensive fabric stood in the middle. The carpet was made of some kind of white fur and a round coffeetable stood in the corner with a plate full of of star-shaped cakes. She dropped to her knees and started petting the soft carpet. It felt just like a cat, she noted before a peacekeeper came in and she quickly stood up, blushing.

Behind the peacekeeper stood her mother, with a big grin on her face. Clove felt somehow sad, although her mother had practically been training her for this ever since she was born shouldn't a mother be more... concerned for their child?

"Come here, Clove." Clove's mother ordered and walked towards her with open arms. Although Clove felt reluctant she still let herself get embraced. It felt warm and soothing, her mother had never hugged her before, for as long as she could remember.

"Win this for us, and I'll be so proud of you. Okay?" she whispered in Clove's ear.

"I'll win." Clove whispered back. Suddenly after a couple of minutes the time was up and a peacekeeper dragged Clove's mother out the room. Nobody else came.

Clove had started to anticipate her father to come through the door, it might have been his last chance to say goodbye to her but he didn't. She couldn't stop thinking that anytime he would come and then he'd cry like she saw him did before. She'd forgive him for what he'd done and she would maybe even hug him. She just wanted someone so badly.

She felt lonely. But excited, she couldn't believe she was actually going to be in the games! Seeing the Capitol, eating good food, trying out all the weapons at the trainingcenter but the most fun of all... surviving the arena. Clove smiled to herself.

After a while the tributes were taken to the train station to get omboard the high-speed train to the Capitol, Clove stood next to Cato in the hallway getting photographed. He smiled straight into the camera and straightened his back to make himself look even bigger while Clove tried to find a suitable pose. She realized she must have looked tiny next to him.

Then they went on the train and it started moving.

"Clove..." Cato started.

"Ah there you are!" Titania interrupted from nowhere, she put each of her arms on their shoulders and then she giggled a little.

"Come on, I'll show you around. You'll have a bedroom chamber each, and private bathrooms and everything! There's also old tapes of previous Hunger Games if you want to take a look."

After she showed them around she left them alone. Clove didn't dare to look at him, because she felt so embarassed. She couldn't stop blushing. "Stupid, stupid, Clove!" she thought to herself.

Suddenly she felt the back of his hand on her cheek, stroking it. Her heart started racing.

"W-what are you doing...Cato?" she stammered.

"I noticed you at the academy. You're pretty good with knives." Cato grinned. She looked up at his face.

He was so tall, and good looking. She wanted him to stroke her again but didn't say anything. Maybe he was just playing her to use her in the games.

"I never miss a target. Keep that in mind." Clove said sharply and turned around and walked to her bedroom.

Clove's assigned bedroom was huge and luxurious with an enormous bed and a wardrobe full of clothes. Since district 2 was so close to the Capitol it only took 2 hours by train but the train did a detour so it'd take 10 hours instead so they could have more time to prepare the arrival of the tributes in the Capitol.

She laid on her back in the middle of the bed and closed her eyes. She imagined throwing a set of knives at a tribute. She didn't know who any of the other tributes were, but they'd show replays on TV soon. Suddenly Clove heard a creaking sound.

She flinched and Cato had opened her door and stepped in her room.

"W-what the hell are you doing? You can't you go in to other peoples' rooms! Get out!" she screeched. Why were this boy disturbing her like this?

"I don't see the problem, it's not like you're naked or anything." Cato grinned and threw himself beside her on the bed. Clove didn't move. For a while they lay there, beside eachother silently. Until Clove said:

"I noticed you too at the academy."

He turned his head and looked her in the eyes. Clove's cheeks were pink and her eyes a deep dark chocolate-brown color. Cato found himself thinking she was beautiful even though he knew how dangerous she was. He'd seen her throw her knives.

Suddenly Cato grabbed her by the wrist and leaned closer to Clove. She felt confused, he wasn't like anyone she had ever met before. He was so straightforward. Her heart started beating faster.

"I never got the chance to talk to you before" Cato said with a low voice. He even sounded a bit vulnereble. "You kept running away."

"No I didn't." Clove responded but that wasn't entirely true. She had only been watching him during his training but when he was free she'd always gone home or gone somewhere else so he wouldn't think she was stalking him.

Now they were so close his lips were almost brushing against hers. Clove felt her body get warm, and her stomach fluttering, she'd never felt this way before.

Cato brushed some of Clove's hair off her face with his free hand. She closed her eyes and trembled by the touch of his hand.

Then three hard knocks on the door slapped them both into reality. The magic of the moment dissolved into thin air and Clove flinched and jumped off the bed onto the floor.

"Clove? You're invited for supper! Have you seen Cato? He's not in his room." a muffled, annoying voice belonging to Titania yelled from the other side of the door.

"Invited for supper... what a joke" Clove, thought. It's not like she had any choice.

Clove and Cato walked out the door where Titania stood waiting for them. She had changed clothes to a purple feathery dress and heels too high for anyone to walk in.

"Ah Cato, what were you doing in there?" she asked in a disapproving tone.

"I thought this was my room." Cato answered. That was the worst lie Clove had ever heard in her life. She surpressed a smile.

"What do we get to eat? I'm hungry." Cato added.

They sat down at a glossy wooden table and they got served in courses. Creamy tomato soup with breadsticks, beef tenderloin with mashed potatoes and salad and chocolate mousse with exotic fruit. Cato devoured five plates of food and didn't even seem to notice the mentors sitting at the table. Clove could tell Enobaria immedietly took a liking to Cato.

Clove hated to admit to herself that she also might had taken a liking to him. It would make the games so much harder for her.