AN: sorry that it took me so long, but when I was almost finished typing up this chapter, my computer did an update and the chapter didn't save so I had to start over!
Katniss' POV
I wake up to find the other side of the bed empty. I'm slightly confused as the clock says it's almost 11, I hardly ever sleep in this late. Anyways today was Violet and Matt's first day of training and I was supposed to get up bright and early to tell them pointers before the training started. Peeta must have done that for me.
Now that I remember, I'm supposed to meet someone in the kitchen of the hotel to make a cake for Peeta. Before we knew about the reaping Peeta and I were going to meet up at the lake with a surprise for each other, since it was our anniversary. However, we never got the chance to since the announcement about the games. Today I was going into the kitchen to try and make Peeta a cake. It may not be the best cake, but I'll try.
Jumping out of bed I put on t-shirt and head to the kitchen. I will get some instructions from some kitchen staffs, but other than that I want to make this cake by myself, so that it will be special.
Peeta's POV
Today Katniss and I will be meeting on the roof of the training center for our anniversary. Violet and Matt will also be having their first day of training. I told them to save their talent for the private session, just like Haymitch told me and Katniss. I know that Violet is good with a bow, but honestly I don't think Matt is good at anything, he's a nice kid but I won't be surprised if he died with in the first day of the games.
For every anniversary I've surprised Katniss with a special cake. Each cake represented a time that changed our lives. For our first anniversary I made her a cake in the form of burnt bread representing the first spark that would forever change our lives. I've also made cakes having to do with the reaping, and the moment we pulled out those berries. Everything that led us to where we are now. However, this year I want to try something different. Back home I finished a very important painting, and started another. Showing her these paintings will be very memorable, and I feel that they will be very important and symbolic to her.
I bring the half painted canvas and painting supplies onto the roof and start painting. I mix the pinks and whites delicately forming luscious clouds. Using a tiny brush to get every detail right on the faces. Making sure that everything is exact. Everything has to be exact. I spread the colors into each other creating depth and perfecting the color in every section. Using layers and layers of colors to make the impression of the sun beaming down. This painting will be perfect.
Violets POV
I walk into the training center and can't help but blush as I notice Finnick staring at me. I'm still embarrassed about that kiss last night, so I look down at my feet as the head trainer tells us about the rules. When she finishes I head straight to the edible plant section. My dad told me that this could save my life. Even though I have looked at the plant book that my parents made, this will refresh my memory. I recognize almost every plant. After about two hours of the plant section I head over to the bows and arrows. I notice Brick about 100 feet to my left throwing 100 pound weights. My heart beats faster at the sight of him. He looks even taller and scarier in real life.
Thankfully the bows are about the same as the ones that I used at home so I should be pretty accurate. I load the bow and aim for the dummies heart. I let go and miss by about 2 feet. I sigh in frustration and try again. This time I aim a tad more to the left. I feel a pat on my back as I hit it right in the heart.
I turn around to see Finnick smiling at me.
"Look, about last night, I'm sorry I'm not usually like that. I'm sorry that it was so soon, I mean we bearly know eachother, I.. I just don't know what came over me." I stop talking as I realize Finnick's trying to hold in his laughter. "What's so funny?" I ask.
"Nothing, it's just that I don't understand why your so sorry over something that I enjoyed..." With that said he turns around and walks away. I'm left in shock, so he liked the kiss? Wow that's relieving; I thought that the kiss scared him away.
After about an hour we're called to lunch and Finnick and I sit next to each other. I don't even know where Matt is; in fact I haven't seen him at all at training.
At lunch me and Finnick tell each other more about ourselves. I learn that he's an amazing swimmer, and that he can even sing a little. I've also realized how much he looks up to his dad, and I don't blame him. His dad was an amazing person, who put other lives in front of his own.
After lunch Finnick and I go to other stations together and I even teach him how to camouflage himself. About 3 hours later we are finally released and I say goodbye to Finnick and make my way to my room.
Katniss POV
The timer finally rings and I rush over to the oven. Taking the cake out I realize that it doesn't look that bad. When I take the cake out of the round pan, I see that the bottom burned a little. To fix it I grab the bag of soft orange frosting and cover the cake. I finish the cake off by writing the word real in chocolate frosting. I take a step back to admire my work.
I hope Peeta doesn't mind because the cake is lopsided, and the frosting is un-even. On the bright side, the letters are written neatly.
As I put the cake in the box I realize that its 5:30. I have to meet Peeta on the roof at 6:00.
Grabbing the box, I head for my room. When I get there, I head to the closet and put on the same yellow dress that Cinna made me so long ago. I'm still not into wearing dresses much, but I know that Peeta will appreciate it, and it reminds me of Cinna.
Putting my hair in its normal braid, I grab the cake and head for the roof.
I walk up to see the place transformed. Peeta has hung lanterns, lights, and candles all over the roof. In the right corner lays a large picnic blanket with a basket sitting on the corner. Walking over to the edge of the railing I notice how gorgous the sunset is. It's something that I've never really paid attention to, the orange and pinks, as soft as you can get.
I close my eyes as Peeta wraps his arms around my waist.
"Remember that night before the quarter quell when I told you that I wished I could freeze that moment forever? Well I'm glad I didn't because we wouldn't be here right now."
"Peeta, I was so happy with my life and I wouldn't change a thing, but I'm scared for our daughter. I'm scared I may never see my little Violet again."
"Listen to me, I'm going to get her out of there. Somehow. Just trust me. But we have to be happy for these last couple days. Okay?" I nod realizing what he's saying. If something does happen to Violet we should spend the time we have left with her happily and not waste time crying.
After that we eat some lamb stew as well as some cheese buns as I try not to think about the next couple days. The roof looks absolutely spectacular when it's lit up like this and I wonder how long it took Peeta to hang all of the lights.
"Present time!" He shouts with an excited grin on his face.
"Okay me first." I say leaning back to grab the cake. "Close your eyes!"
"Okay. Tell me when to open them." He whispers.
I put the cake on a plate in front of both our laps. "Open!" I say, eager to see his reaction.
"Katniss, this is amazing! I though you couldn't bake?"
"Well I got some help, and I think it's burnt…"
Peeta licks his lips and cuts the cake. The inside looks pretty dry, and it looks pretty gross.
"Sorry, I'm a much better cook than baker."
"No, it should taste good." Peeta says as we both take a small bite. The frosting is nice and sweet, and takes the dryness out of the cake, but it's still pretty bad.
"Mmmm, its tasty!" Peeta says, I playfully slap Peetas hand, "No it's not! It sucks!"
He laughs a little, "Ya, your right it does suck."
Before I can stop myself I slam my slice of cake in his face, and burst out in laughter.
"Oh no you didn't!" he yells picking up the whole cake.
I get up and start to run and screech out laughing as he grabs me by the waist. Before I know it, the whole cake is smothered on my face. I fall on the ground laughing as he starts to tickle me.
"Stop!" I yell in between laughs. "Stop!"
He finally stops, and I catch my breath, "Okay now let me see your surprise so that I can get washed up!"
"Okay fine, but close your eyes." I close my eyes tight, wondering if he made a cake this year.
"Open." I open my eyes to a painting of two hands. Mine and his, holding deep blue berries; nightlock berries. The hands looked dirty and sweaty, it looked as if the hands were real, as if I could jump right back into that moment.
"I thought that this moment was when everything in our lives changed. If we never held those berries, we wouldn't have this life. This little thing changed everything."
"It's amazing. Thank you."
"Wait there's one more. This one going to be a reminder, almost like that book we made. Now close your eyes one more time." I do as he says, and wonder what the painting may be.
"Okay, now open." I open my eyes, and almost immediately tears start to fill my eyes. I see Cinna, Finnick, Rue, Mags, Boggs, my dad and Prim floating on pink and yellow clouds. All the people that I've lost that were close to my heart. Cinna, who I saw beeten right in front of me. Finnick, who I still owe to this day. Rue, who was to young to be in those horrible games. Mags, who walked right into the fog, for me and Peeta's sake. Boggs, who helped us get through the rebellion. My own father who was blown to bits, living my mother in a state of shock. And prim, who should have never gone to help, who was way to young to die. She was the reason why I tried so hard to win. The person who I despretly tried to save, but in the end I couldn't.
The faces on the picture were painted to perfection. I can almost hear Prim's soft laugh, and Rue's soft whistle. Whenever I look at this painting I'm going to be reminded that there all safe now.
"It's beautiful." I manage to say.
"Why thank you. I worked on it all day. Now lets go back inside. It's getting late and we need to get cleaned off."
With that said we head of to our room and hop into the shower.
Earlier today I told Effie that we were going to be gone out late, so I hope she told Violet, and that she did a good job at training.
After the shower Peeta and I hop into bed, and when he wraps his arms around my waist, I whisper thank you, before I fall asleep.
AN: I hoped you liked this chapter! So tell me what you think about Finnick Jr., do you like him and how did you like the anniversary? PLEASE REVIEW!