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Sorry it took so long to update…. I'm just kinda losing inspiration for this story…. Sigh. I almost considered giving up on it…. I dunno. Anyway, sorry for the wait. I even labelled it as a Hiatus for a day before deciding I couldn't do that to you guys! Anyways, updates may be rarer and crappier but I will try to see it through to the end.

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Hiro was with Effie, preparing for his interview. There wasn't much to do with her, his outfit was pretty simple, just a black and white suit, and that was all she covered, seeing as his presentational manners were all still intact. However, his training with Haymitch, which was actually his first time meeting the elusive drunken mentor, was a bit more interesting.

According to him, they needed to find his "angle", a sort of a… Way he would speak and act throughout the interview. It was found rather quickly. They decided that he would play the part of a sassy, joking, non-serious type. So, basically how he normally acted, when not being a hero or in life-threatening situations, of course.

Hiro just hung around for about a half hour after, having finished quite early, waiting for both his female counterpart to finish and for it to be time for the interviews.

Eventually, she stepped out. She was dressed in a flowing cream dress and high heels, which she looked quite uncomfortable with. Hiro hid his smirk and turned to Effie expectantly.

True to expectation, Effie spoke.

"Alright then!" She said brightly. "Now that we're all ready, come with me!"

Taking the elevator to an unknown floor, Hiro stepped into a new room where all the other tributes had gathered. Scanning the room quickly, Hiro soon spotted his brother, stepping up to him with a "Hey".

Glancing up in surprise, Tadashi responded with a "Hey" of his own. After a moment of awkward silence, Hiro spoke.

"I'm nervous." He said quietly, looking up at his brother with eyes half hidden under his unruly black bangs.

With a blink, Tadashi questioned his younger brother. "Why?" He asked. "I mean, I know there are lots of reasons to be nervous, but what's this one?"

"Well, I suppose the big one is that I'm not sure I'll be able to answer his questions without seeming suspicious. I mean, what if he asks about my family and I blurt out something like, "Well, I don't have any family in this era except my brother who I thought was dead, because I actually teleported here due to a magic portal?" Or if he's like, "What is your favourite pastime?" And I'm like, "Well, me and my friends and robot from the past go around being superheroes all the time in the probably-destroyed-by-now city of San Fransokyo?

"Haha don't worry." The older Hamada responded with a smile. "I know you would never let that slip."

Their time together was cut short as the announcer called Tadashi out for his interview. As he stood to go, his parting words to Hiro were 'Don't forget to breathe".

Giving a small smile at the familiar words, Hiro whispered a reply.

"I won't."

With his brother now gone, Hiro's attention turned to the large screen in the centre of the room, which displayed the interviews. Tadashi did quite well, being his usual smart and kind self. He also cleverly skirted around questions involving family and the like, the Hamada Bros had never been very good at lying, better to just avoid the situation altogether.

At long last, he was called. Standing up, Hiro smoothed out his suit, not really liking the stiff fabric, he preferred stuff he could move around in, thank you very much, and, remembering Tadashi's words, took a deep breath, stepping out onto the stage.

Blinking at the sudden brightness of the spotlights, Hiro walked over to the chair on the stage beside his interviewer, Ceasar Flickerman, and sat down.

After the general introduction, the questions began.

"Well then Hiro Hamada! Why don't we start with that awfully high score of yours? No offence, but you're not exactly the kind of person we would expect to come up with a 10!" He exclaimed.

Hiro gave a sassy smile. "I'm just awesome that way." He smirked.

"Well," He responded. "This one has spirit! Hey folks?" He asked, turning to the audience, who responded with a roar of excitement. "One other thing we can confess to, is noticing your rather quick… Attachment to that other tribute… Tadashi, was it?

At this, Hiro panicked. For some reason, he hadn't expected this question. But no, he had to calm down. Breathe. Taking a deep breath, his mind raced along to think up a cover story. He really had to work on his lying skills, now that he was a superhero, that was something he had to do far too often!

"Um.. Well…" Inspiration struck! "He reminded me of a friend… And we just… We were alike in a lot of ways… So we just… Bonded fast!" That wasn't too bad… Was it? He thought.

"Ahh… Ok then!" Said Ceasar. But Hiro got the feeling he didn't fully believe him. As Ceasar opened his mouth yet again though, the buzzer rang, signalling the end of the interview. "Well then, citizens of the Capital… Hiro Hamada! And as those words boomed out along the considerable crowd… Hiro gulped. With the interviews officially over, there was only one thing left…

The Games.

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Dun-dun-dun! Well, that chapter actually came out much easier than I thought! Inspiration is backk… Okay, that means chapters may still be far between, especially since school starts soon, but I will NOT be giving up! Soo… Ta-ta!

Reviews will make me update sooner and keep the inspiration flowing!