A/N

Hey guys, just wanted to give a pre-warning for the chapter, gets a little into the details, so if your not into fluff, my apologies. Anyway, if anyone has any questions, write it in the review and I'll answer them in the next Author Note.

Sorry my chapters are short, I know I personally like the longer chapters, but I'll try to make them longer, its just really more of a scene by scene chapter thing, in case you haven't noticed.

Hope you enjoy!

Thanks for reviewing, BTW, and I hope more of you do in the near future!

-McSlick

Training Games

Katniss and Peeta reached Peeta's house first, across the street from Haymitch's home. "Won't that be such a joy…" Katniss laughed as they admired his front yard.

Peeta's house was a bashful white that was glamorous but didn't draw the attention that it obviously deserved. The windows were beautiful, and it was just such a large house that they couldn't wait to get inside. Peeta looked at Katniss and they started walking up to the front porch.

There was a small envelope on the greeting mat. "Hmm…" said Peeta mumbling to himself as he read the small note and took out two keys. "It says that one key is for me, and the other, for you?"

Katniss took the shiny red key from him and stared at it. There was an intricate design for the number 2 that made it look like it was made out of flames.

"Well?" Peeta interrupted Katniss from her thoughts, "Would you like to come in and see the house?"

Two gasps could be heard as Katniss and Peeta walked into his new home. It was like one of the houses from the capitol, but they thought that it might even be a little bit better.

"Did you-?" she gasped, unable to find the words to ask Peeta, but he understood.

"Any idea?" his eyes were big as he looked all over his new home. With large black floorboards, beautiful furniture, and an amazing fireplace covered in a stone that was black and shiny, called obsidian. He was smiling brightly, then looked at Katniss.

He frowned. "Can we talk now?" he asked her, leading her to the soft leather couch in front of the fireplace.

Katniss bit her lip. It was now or never. She should just go with what she needed the next few months, and trust what she had gone threw to guide her in a way she had no clue to follow. "Look," she said. "I know that those were your real feelings, and I know that what I did was wrong, but I really do have feelings for you… its just," she lowered her voice, "before the Games, Gale and I… talked sometimes…"

"What about?" he asked, getting slightly nervous.

She was whispering so lightly he had to strain to hear her, "about leaving the District… going out on our own and taking our families with us…" she bit her lip again.

Peeta looked sorrowfully at Katniss, "Oh, so… you... You and Gale…?" he asked her, thinking he understood where she was going with this.

Katniss looked at Peeta and shook her head smiling lightly, "I wasn't sure what Gale was…" she tried to explain, "…we just protected each other in the forest. Best friend, brother sister relationship." She was blushing slightly at what she said next, "I'm not attracted to him like I am to you…" she whispered.

Peeta smiled and couldn't help just hugging Katniss. She felt so right, there in his arms, and Katniss felt it too. This was right. This was the feeling she needed, craved even. Katniss turned looking into his eyes, then kissed him.

None of their previous kisses were like this. Now, it wasn't only the touching of their lips, confusion in Katniss. She understood. Or, at least, now she knew why her lips sparkled, or why being in Peeta's arms was so perfect compared to the other pair that belonged to Gale.

Katniss felt Peeta's tongue slide across her bottom lip. She opened and let him in, tongues dancing. Nothing compared to the new feeling. One of her hands slid up to Peeta's hair, the other on his cheek, further deepening their kiss. Slowly, Katniss climbed into Peeta's lap, him stroking her back, the other wrapped all the way around her hips, pulling her to him.

Peeta gently pulled Katniss down on the couch then carefully flipped them over so that he was holding himself up above Katniss. She had no idea what got into her, but her hands travelled down Peeta's back, setting fire to his skin. Her legs wrapped themselves around Peeta, and the both of them moaned slightly at the new sensation.

Peeta thought that he had died and gone to heaven when her hips suddenly moved against his already stiff member. He felt Katniss' hands un-tuck his shirt and travel up his skin. His muscles shivered at her touch, making his hips push forcefully against Katniss, causing her to stop kissing and moan into Peeta's mouth, making him repeat the last action again.

Katniss' body now had a mind of it's own. Her hands were tugging Peeta's shirt over his head, and her hips ground with Peeta's; both of them breathing hot and heavy.

Her hands were now all over every muscle, memorizing every line. His lips left her mouth and started traveling down to her neck, his hands at her back slowly unzipping her dress. "Peetaaa…" she moaned lightly as he kissed her neck and continued to grind his hips with hers. Her hands moved down to his backside and she squeezed them lightly, pulling them harder into her.

"Katniss," Peeta breathed in between kisses, lowering the straps of her dress off her shoulders, "I love you Katniss," he said looking into her eyes, the both of them still moving against each other, reaching new highs of pleasure.

Katniss didn't have to think twice before responding to him. "I know Peeta," she said huskily, "I love you too-"

Peeta's lips were feverishly on hers now, with a new renewed passion that she couldn't remember ever having experienced before. His hands were on her breasts now, gently squeezing them and their hips moving faster, more erratic. Peeta's tongue was now fanatically going in and out of her mouth in time with their hips touching.

Katniss moaned loudly into his mouth as he ground into her one last hard time before exploding in his pants.

Peeta fell down in between Katniss and the cushion. When their breathing was finally on a more normal level, she spoke to him again, "Peeta, that was, wow. It was something else…"

She watched him smile, "And that will never be showed on camera either," they laughed. He looked into her eyes intently, "Did you mean what you said?"

She didn't know what he meant at first. Then she realized. "Yes, I think I do love you Peeta." They smiled at each other and kissed one last time before deciding to get off the couch.

"Um…" Peeta started awkwardly, "lets go upstairs to the bedrooms…" he looked away from Katniss and continued, "I kinda have to change." She blushed and they locked hands to go up the marble staircase.

The rest of the house was just as nice as anyone could have possibly imagined, and Katniss couldn't help but think at what a waste it all was. Everything in these houses were only collecting dust over the years while her family had practically starved if it hadn't been for her learning how to hunt before her father had passed.

After Peeta had changed, they decided to go and check out Katniss' house next door.

They had arrived and she found an envelope similar to the one that Peeta had received and read it, handing the cold black key over to him.

Dear Ms. Katniss Everdeen,

Let me start by once again congratulating you on a spectacular performance in The Hunger Games. This is your new home, we hope that it meets all of the expectations and surpasses them in the future. We will update it with the newest equipment every time our own houses in the Capitol are updated.

I have realized that you are unique in many ways, Katniss. Not only have you defied a main rule with your partner, Mr. Peeta Mellark, by both of you surviving the Games, but you have also shown a spirit in which hasn't been seen in many many years. The cameras will be watching for this spirit constantly, so I hope you are used to the spot light by now.

Lastly, before you go into your home, please realize how far the government has gone out of its way for you, Katniss. We have granted you your hearts only desire, it's only wish, and we have provided and will continue to provide for you as long as the rules are respected, as always.

Congratulations, once again.

President Snow

Katniss re-read it once over, making sure she understood the entirety of the letter. "Is this the same letter you received?" she asked Peeta.

"Just about," he examined it, reading it once over.

They walking into the house and noticed just how different the furniture and walls were, and yet it was very similar at the same time. Though the floor was the same, black hard wood plank as Peeta's, Katniss had a beautifully multicolored shag rug in the center of the large open area. Instead of having a fireplace, there was a huge TV and entertainment center. There were pictures all over the room of nature and large windows.

"I wonder why my home is so much different than yours…" Peeta pondered.

"I have no clue. I think you go the better deal though," she teased him, "that fireplace is awfully lovely…"

"Yes, well, you have a wonderful rug in the middle of the room." He turned back to Katniss, "Do you want everyone to come here or to my house?" he asked.

"Well, lets go see the backyard," she said thinking over the idea of having a get together out there. Haymitch had said something about how lovely his patio was one year.

They got outside and were greeted by a spectacular sight. There was a large, twisted tree in the back yard, and wonderful landscape surrounding the yard. The deck was enormous and wrapped around from the side. Katniss smiled as a small fire pit in the center of the deck lit when they got near it.

"I think I could get used to this…" she agreed, Peeta by her side smiling and nodding.