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Tidus ushered both Sebastian and Siren to the Elevator of the training center. Sebastian watched as Tidus clapped his hand and talked excitingly to Siren. He had loved her dress and thought it was gorgeous. Guess he didn't think his outfit was too great. Glowering Sebastian turned away and stared at the ground through the clear crystal-like walls of the elevator. He found the people loitering around below grow smaller, and then suddenly the Elevator stopped, and the door slid open.

"Alright were here." Tidus gleefully tap them on the shoulders and then steered them out into the hallway. "Well you two were wonderful during the ceremony." He stopped at a large brown door and then turned to Siren. "Well here's your room. Dinner should be in around an hour." Sebastian watched her walk into the room, her large dress fluttering around her form. Once she had shut the door Tidus continued walking down the hallway talking over his shoulder. "I've been trying my best to get you two sponsors but I don't know much about your strategy. Gill has told me plenty about Siren's, but he seems to be pretty clueless about yours." Giving a snort Tidus continued, "I'm usually pretty pleased with Gill, but this year he hasn't been very helpful." Sighing Tidus stopped in front of another large door and turned to him. "Oh well, like I said, I've been trying my hardest; I can only hope it was worth it."

Sebastian pursed his lips and walked by Tidus, with a tiny glance. There was no reason to get mad at Tidus; he was only trying to help. It was true too; he had been doing his best at getting them sponsors. It must not have been very easy on Tidus, trying to get someone sponsors when they had no strategy. He couldn't even blame that on Gill. It wasn't that Gill purposely kept things from Tidus; it's that in all honesty he doesn't have strategy.

Gesturing around the room Tidus gave him the same speech he'd given Siren and then closed the wooden door, separating Sebastian from the outside world.

Glancing around the room he found it to be bigger than his room on the train, and even bigger than his room at home. Walking over to the restroom he saw a shower that was even more high tech than the one on the train. Shedding his garments quickly he jumped into the shower and studied the wall that was peppered with buttons. He pressed a button with a water symbol and the water sprung to life and engulfed his form, the Heat of the water quickly loosening his tight muscles. Running a hand through his hair he felt the usually smooth locks tangled and dirty, thanks to the crown and wig that had set on his head during the tributes parade. Grunting Sebastian searched the wall panel, but couldn't find his usual shampoo. Cursing he decided to try and find a new shampoo. He had been meaning to change his shampoo anyway. It was too familiar; it made him think of Quint too much.

Pushing a button a glob of yellow gel fell into his hand, smelling the shampoo in his palm he cocked his cranium; it smelled like fruits. Sebastian ground his teeth, nope that wasn't the one. He stuck his hand under the shower head, and washed the pile of soap off of his hand and then tried another button. A small pile of white shampoo landed in his hand and without even sniffing it Sebastian knew it smelled like coconut, not really what he was looking for. He hand grown up around coconuts all his life so the smell was easy for him to identify. He washed it down the drain like he had the other.

Sighing he pushed another button and a rust colored cream fell on his hand, sniffing it he found it smelled musty, and earthy. Shrugging he Rubbed it on his skin and into his hair. The smell flowed around him and flowed up his nostrils. The smell instantly calmed his nerves, and made him relax. He had never used this kind of soap before; he'd always used his floral scent because Quint had liked it so much. Sebastian couldn't help but wonder what scent the boy from District 7 would like. Would he be like Quint and like the floral scent or maybe the fruity scent? Or possibly he'd like the one he had on now? Shaking his head Sebastian chastised himself. He shouldn't be thinking about boys, or what they'd like; he should be thinking about more productive things. Like how to survive in the arena.

Washing off the soap Sebastian clicked the button to stop the water, and stepped out onto a pad that blew hot air that instantly dried his body and his shaggy hair. Looking around Sebastian spotted a robe; grabbing it he threw it on and left the bathroom. Striding up to the closet he grabbed the specially chosen outfit, and quickly changed into it; he still didn't trust the capitol.

Looking around he puckered his lips. What was there to do in this room? Walking over to the window he stared out at the city, but his view was mostly blocked by tall building. He wished he could go up and see the city from a higher place; he wondered if there was a roof that he could go to. He would have to check that out after they ate dinner. He always though better when he was alone, and maybe the roof would be like the water. He needed the muffled noise like when you're under the water, the sound made you feel like your half listening to things. For some reason he had always thought better when it was like that.

Wondering around the room he fiddled with the electronics and other knick knacks until Tidus arrived at his door to escort him to the dinner

His stomach turned at the thought of having to eat, but he followed him none the less. When they entered the room they found Gill, and Celest sitting on a small couch in front of a large aquarium. Inside the tank small and large colorful fish swam around the reefs and seaweed. He could only guess they put it there to make the tributes from district 4 seem more at home, but it just made Sebastian more homesick.

Soon Siren walked through the dining room door laughing with Clarice, Well it seemed Clarice and her were getting along. They all settled into their chairs and men and woman wearing white tunics placed dishes in front of them. He didn't thank the young boy that served him his food. He knew that the servers were Avox's. His father use to tell his family about his journeys to the capitol all the time, and one time he told them about the people who were basically slaves of the Capitol. They were poor men and woman who had somehow betrayed the Capitol and this was how they were punished. The thought of someone getting their tongues cut out for any crime was inconceivable, and then being forced to serve the very people that ordered the curse was heinous. But what power did he have, he was in the same boat as they were. He was going to be fighting for the enjoyment of these barbarians. People were going to die, and the people of the Capitol wouldn't even blink an eye.

He was interrupted from his thinking by the fish-like lady sitting across from him at the table. "Oh I just though the shells were a nice little touch, when you brought that lovely purple shell to me, Celest, I thought 'oh Clarice wouldn't that just look wonderful', and I was right, it did." Sebastian had to resist the urge to cover his ears. Her voice was like a nasally high pitched squeak. It was no wonder Siren liked her she was full of herself too; they were like two peas in a pod.

Gripping the small goblet he downed its contents and then coughed. He had, had wine before, but never that quickly and it threatened to come back up, but he forced it down. As soon as the Avox walked forward and refilled his goblet, he picked it up again and took a big gulp. Looking up he found Gill staring at him with curious eyes, but ignored them and continued eating. If Gill really cared enough to ask he would find him later. Dinner continued with small chatter, and then it ended.

Everyone rose from the table and made their way to the sitting room so they could watch the opening ceremony.

"Oh that poor boy he looks terrible."

Celest was talking about the male tribute for district 2, though the female tribute didn't look any better. Sebastian took a small amount of glee from that. The boy looked like Quinton, and he was wearing a horrendous outfit. It made Sebastian feel like he had gotten a tiny amount of revenge on Quinton, revenge not of his own doing, but still revenge none the less.

He then saw himself on the television, and he was relieved that he didn't look half as scared as he felt during the parade. Siren wore a cocky smirk like always.

"Oh Siren your dress was gorgeous, you two looked like you just arrived from the sea." Celest and Clarice put their heads together, and began talking in hushed tones, no doubt congratulating each other on their great fashion senses. Sebastian snickered and looked back at the television.

His heart started beating faster with every chariot they showed. He knew that very soon he would get to see the mysterious boy from district 7 and for some reason the thought of seeing the tall-dark-handsome stranger made him insanely happy.

And then Sebastian saw him, and he wasn't the only one. Gill nodded his head and turned to Siren, "You should try and make an alliance with him, keep with the careers, but try and find someone out of their circle, too." Siren nodded and continued watching the television. Sebastian downed the rest of his wine from the goblet he carried from the dining room. His head was starting to feel stuffy, and his chest flared with warmth. He had drunk too much wine, and he was starting to feel the effects. Why couldn't Gill tell him to make an alliance too?

The final chariot carried the two people he saw on the train. They were wearing the traditional miner getups and looked like children playing dress-up. Everyone sitting around the television snorted out a laugh.

They watched the rest of the ceremony and then the television screened turned black. Gill stood up and turned around to look at bot Siren and Sebastian. "Well none of them looked like much competition." Sighing he rubbed his face and then sat back down onto the couch, and then pointedly looked towards the door. "Ok well your first day of training's tomorrow, so you need to get to bed."

Siren and Sebastian gave each other a look and then stood up to leave the room. Looking over to Tidus Sebastian found him smiling and the escort mouthed goodnight. Sebastian smiled and hurried to the door, and then quickly walked to the elevator. Checking his surroundings he found no one watching so he slid into the elevator. Searched the wall of buttons he found the one for the roof and clicked it. When the elevator started to move he turned and stared out towards the city, and watched all the people bellow grow smaller and smaller. Shaking his head Sebastian took a step back and stared at his reflection in the glass. Raising a hand he ran it across his cheek and felt the tightness of his skin. He looked terrible, so warn down.

Shrugging he turned around and leaned against the glass wall. When the elevator stopped, the doors opened, and a gust of wind flew into the elevator blew his hair back. He should have grabbed a jacket before he wondered up to the roof; it was kind of chilly up here. Walking out on to the roof he was accosted by a large gust of wind that ruffled his hair. Raising his hands he flattened it, and then walked over to the edge of the roof. Leaning over the side of the building he watched the cars travel in front of the training center. Looking up he glanced out at the sea of twinkling lights. Sebastian sucked in a breath. He had never been this high up before, and it made him feel free, almost as free as being in the water. Leaning against the rail he breathed in deeply, but nearly choked on the murky air. It tasted like dirt unlike the clean fresh air in district 4. The air in his home always tasted like salt. Thinking of his home he crouched down and wrapped his arms around his knees. He hadn't given himself proper time to grieve. The muffled sounds from down below and the twinkling of the lights made his eyes fill with tears. He didn't want to die- he wanted to go home and see his parents, and his obnoxious sister. He loved them all and didn't want to leave them; he dreaded hurting them more than he dreaded dying.

He heard a small clank behind him he looked over his shoulder. A large dark mass stood near a small tree in the garden. The large mass shuffled around a few moments and then settled itself leaning against the trunk of the skinny tree. Sebastian watched as the tree shudder under the weight and then bent slightly causing the large mass to fall over knocking his head against the small classic concrete bench.

Sebastian snorted, and started to chuckle loudly. His sour mood instantly transforming, and his pain was pushed down and replaced with amusement. Giving one final hiccup Sebastian rose from the ground and quickly rushed to the fallen victim, while wiping the tears from his eyes. Chocking back a chuckle he walked under the lights of the garden and glanced into the shadows. He saw the large person positioned with their back against the bench and their legs stretched out on the ground. They were hunched over, and their hand vigorously rubbed the bump on their head. At this point Sebastian was pretty possitve this person was male. Ignoring the voice of the back of his head telling him to leave, and not talk to a person that could possibly be another tribute, Sebastian cocked his head and spoke to the darkness.

"Are you okay?"

He received no reply, but the dark shadow did cover his face with his large hand as if he were embarrassed. Sucking in a large breath Sebastian snorted, "Well alright then." Turning Sebastian moved to return to his previous position by the ledge, hopefully without the tears. But before he could take more than 5 steps he felt a large warm hand grasp his elbow. Whipping around he came face to face with the boy from earlier. They were the same intense eyes from the stables, the same eyes he couldn't get out of his head. For a moment Sebastian's breath rushed out of him. Being in such proximity of the mysterious man caused a spell to rush over Sebastian. His heart jumped into his throat, and a heat pooled in his stomach. Feeling his face flush he turned away and pulled his arm out of the other boy grip, and took a step back. The farther away he got from the district 7 tribute the easier it was to breath. Rushing backward he tumbled over his feet. He let out a shocked noise and flailed his arms as he fell towards the ground. Instead, of feeling the hard ground he felt his arm once again being grabbed, only this time it prevented his head from slamming into the hard concrete of the roof. Opening his eyes Sebastian stared up at his savior's dark eyes that were now filled with amusement. A second later his arm was released and he fell the rest of the way to the ground; his behind landing with a thump.

"Holy crap, seriously what the heck." Leaping up Sebastian rubbed his butt, and winced. That had really hurt what a rude guy. Would it have killed him to be gentler? Sebastian's head snapped up when he heard the other boy snorting with laughter.

"Your face was priceless." Sebastian raised a pointed finger in anger but it went limp when he realized that was the first time he had ever heard the other boy talk. The voice had been exactly like he had imagined, deep and husky, but the teasing tone he hadn't expected. Looking into the dark eyes he bit his lip when he saw a twinkle of amusement flutter in the dark pools. It was like the one he had seen in the stables before the parade of tributes, but it was twice as bright. Though there was a shuttle difference, this twinkle looked more genuine, and Sebastian couldn't help himself from softening. He hadn't been on the receiving end of a look like that for a long time. The last person who had looked at him like that was Quinton, and that had been a long time ago. He couldn't place when Quinton had stopped looking at him like he was glad to see him, but it had been way before his name was called by Tidus, for the Hunger Games. He and Quint hadn't been in love or even enjoyed each other's company for a while; the thought caused his chest to tighten. It had become like a chore, like something familiar they did just because they had did so often.

He knew a small part of him still loved Quinton, and he knew he would ever be able to get rid of it no matter how much he tried.

"Hello 4." Sebastian blinked a few time, and then stepped forwards. What had he called him? 4. Well that wasn't his name. He could have at least taken the time to figure out what his name was. Once again a blush rose on his cheeks. He hadn't bothered to learn the dark boy name, but that was different. He wasn't the pursuer he was always the pursued. Sebastian's blush deepened, what made him think the other boy was even pursuing him to begin with? Was it wishful thinking? Whatever, it didn't matter, he doesn't care who the dark boy was- he was just another tribute.

But for some strange reason Sebastian was slightly hurt that the tribute from district 7 hadn't bother to figure out his name, more than he should have been.

"I have a name."

The larger boy raised his hands in defense and then fired back, "Well so do I."

He'd caught Sebastian between a Rock and a hard place, but Sebastian wasn't going to back down he pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes, he saw the other boy smirk and raise an eyebrow. He wasn't going to crack first, he didn't care who this guy was, this cocky, egotistical, mysterious, attractive... Sebastian blinked a few times and then lowered his eyes.

"My name's Sebastian."

"Sebastian, alright nice to know."

Gritting his teeth he crossed his arms and growled, "So who are you? I told you my name, now you tell me yours."

"I didn't know that was a rule." When he received a hard state from Sebastian he relented. "Fine. God your kind of bossy aren't you?" Smirking he shook his head and grunted. "My names Ridge."

Red flooded his vision. Him bossy? Ha. He would rather be bossy than rude!

"Well at least I'm not completely rude like you!"

Ridge leaned back and snorted, "Really me rude? This is coming from the guy who just laughed when I fell." Ridge snapped his mouth shut when he realized he had just admitted he fell. Snorting he turned his head away from Sebastian, his way of ending the conversation. Feeling the dismissal Sebastian scoffed, there was no way he was letting him get the last word in.

"Well at least I'm not a creep who stares at people." With this he sprinted to the elevator, and pushed the button to take him back to his floor. He watched Ridge's gaze follow him as he stepped into the elevator, even when the glass doors closed. He cursed the extravagance of the Capitol; these stupid glass walls gave him little privacy.

Crossing his arms he hmphed and narrowed his eyes. Yeah sure it was childish, and pretty lame, but god that boy really set his teeth on edge!

Looking into Ridge's dark eyes he saw the ever present twinkle sparkling dangerously bright. He then realized Ridge had been amused, he had enjoyed their fight.

The elevator began its journey back down to the floor for district 4. Sebastian glanced back out the glass wall and swallowed.

What had he gotten himself into?

YAY another chapter! WEEEE I hope you liked it, I'm excited to get to the action- though I'm not very good at writing action… OH well!