A/N: It's been a while. I'm really sorry. But how about I just get on with the story?
Anyways, I think I'll write this story in past tense again so there might be plenty of mistakes.
I don't own Naruto or the Hunger Games.
OH! YOU HAVE TO READ THIS BTW! Okay I know that I had Prim's name Primrose Haruno in the chapter of the Reapings, BUT I CHANGED IT! It's PRIMROSE EVERDEEN and SAKURA EVERDEEN so keep in mind that I know it's different from that chapter. I might edit the other chapter when I have time, but for now, just pretend it was Everdeen in the other chapter. KAY?
Sakura's POV
"Sakura..." Sasuke spoke, barely a whisper. I was sure no one heard him. It didn't look like Caesar Flickerman even heard it, and he was right next to him.
He said my name. So he remembered me. I felt myself about to pass out. This wasn't good.
I had to kill Sasuke in order to keep my promise to Prim. He was now my enemy. If I couldn't do it back then, the how the hell was I supposed to do it now? I had to tell myself to calm down. I wasn't the same useless little girl anymore. I had to grow up to protect Prim and my family. Hunting in the woods, killing as a Kunochi, even watching the games made me turn colder. Sasuke Uchiha was a formidable opponent though. As a shinobi, he was defiantly stronger than me, but as a hunter, I had the upper hand. He spent his time hunting his brother through hate. I spent mine hunting for food to survive. Besides, Itachi killing skills won't exactly be useful in the arena.
He couldn't use his shinobi skills. No chakra, no ninjutsu, genjutsu, or taijutsu for that matter. Using those required chakra. But still, Sasuke was a genius. A child prodigy. This wasn't going to be easy. On the other hand, he'd never seen a game before in his life. That was one more thing I could add to my list of advantages.
Caesar's booming voice brought me back to reality. We stood in our chariots for a long time, letting the cameras get a good look at us.
This year was going to be hard.
About five minutes later, even though I hadn't completely gotten over my shock, the chariots moved again, this time turning around and bring us back the way we came; All in a line, me leading this time. I was back to waving and smiling while catching roses. As soon as my chariot was behind the giant doors, I let out a sigh.
I wasn't looking forward to this year at all.
Sasuke's POV
Later that night.
I couldn't keep my mind off of Sakura. The whole time I had to kill her. I had to kill her. I had to...
Hadn't I already tried to do that? When I killed Danzo, I tried to kill her then, didn't I?
Why was I worrying?
Come to think of it... Why wasn't she in Konoha? I thought it was just supposed to be people from the districts?
Team Taka and I had been back in our room for a while now, waiting for KY He said he would come to watch the Reapings with us. I was still unclear about what those were.
Ky bursted through the door, a smile on his face. "You ready for the Reapings?"
"Hn."
Karin was sitting on the edge of the bed, farthest away from Suigetsu, who had spread himself out across the entire left side of the bed, arms spread and legs stretched. I sat on the other side of him, while Juugo sat on the floor in front of me. Ky sat himself right behind Juugo, careful not to block my view from the T.V. Ky reached for the remote, turning the T.V. on with the press of a button.
"The reaping review won't start in about ten minutes." Ky spoke, getting more comfortable on the bed. "So if you have any questions, now would be the time to ask them." Suigetsu was the first to speak.
"So... what are the 'Reaping Reviews' exactly?" Ky thought for a second, taking in his question. Did he really have too? Couldn't he just tell us?
"It's when... the tributes were chosen for the games... only it already happened. So those tributes you saw earlier today," Ky looks at me to finish. "This is when they're lives were ruined first. This is when they're names were drawn." Ky couldn't hide the sudden anger that came to him.
Ten minutes later, a bright background came on the T.V. Ky sat up and stated, "This is it."
Music played and a man appeared on the screen. He was an older man, in his sixties at least, with white air and obviously fake lips. It disgusted me to no end. He was short and stout, with snakelike eyes. Glancing over at Ky, I noticed his fists were clenched. This man looked familiar. I just couldn't put my fingers on it.
The man introduced himself as Mayor Saint. I hardly recognized the man. Is it possible to have the drastic of plastic surgery like that in such a short period of time since we met? Noticing my questioning face, Ky told me the hospitals and doctors were extremely advanced to what I was used to.
After the introduction and opening from Saint, the show finally began.
It started out in district one, and Ky stated. A woman wearing a strange outfit (defiantly from the capitol) made some announcements. She told a story about the 'Dark Days' and why they had the games in the first place. I barely paid attention. Then, when she was finished, she walked over to a large bowl filled with slips of paper, all the way to the top. Reaching in, she mixed some of the slips around, shoving her hand in deep. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she pulled her hand out. Flattening the slip in her hands. She cleared out her throat and spoke a name I couldn't comprehend. That's one thing I noticed about this place. They had strange names. A boy stood forward from the neat rows that were in the crowd, stepping on the stage the announcer was on. He was in good shape; well built and had obviously worked out before. They congratulated him, and he seemed to bask in glory, the exact opposite of what we were expecting.
"He's a Career. They live for the games. They train their whole childhood just for the games even though it's illegal, and then they think of it as an honor to be chosen. That's not the case in most districts. Usually, when a tribute does win, it'll be a Career. But luckily, only District 1, 2 and 4 do that." KY explained.
"Why not district 3?" Juugo asked curiously.
"Each district specializes in their own product. District three is the technology district. They hardly win. They're more like the nerds."
The show went on. The same thing happened in each district. The same routine. The only thing that changed were the tribute's reactions. Some cried, some didn't.
From two, a girl career. From three, a small boy. A nerd, obviously. Another boy Career from four, a crying boy from five, Young boys from six and seven, an older boy from eight, and a bawling girl from nine. The girl from ten firmly took her place next to her announcer, looking barely affected by the event. I had to give props to her. She didn't look very old. The youngest tribute was a twelve year old girl from eleven with dark skin. She quietly took her place, not giving away to the fear or the tears.
There were only twelve districts and we were on the eleventh. That meant there was only one district left. That meant that Sakura was from...
The Reapings for District Twelve started. I paid more attention than I had the others. Since the announcers tell the same story every time, they skipped to the name drawings. This district, I noticed, was in much worse shape than the others. The population was incredibly less dense. Ky explained that this was the poorest district. They barely had any food there, and most there die from starvation or freeze to death from the unbearably cold winters and having no heat sources.
The announcer seemed to take twice as long as all the rest had. Making sure she picked the right name.
"Geez. There are more slips of paper in the bowl than there are people in that district. How does that happen?" Suigetsu asked Ky.
"If your poor and you need food, you can put your name in extra times in exchange for a year supply of grains and oil. But only enough for one person. But if you want, you can put your name in more for your family members though. But the entries are cumulative, so each year it increases. So, if you have a large family, and you have to put your name in for each member, by the time your 18, your name might be in there at least forty times." Ky explained again.
Our attention was brought back to the T.V. screen. It seemed the announcer had chosen a name. My hands became sweaty, already knowing the name that she had pulled out of the bowl. Sakura didn't have any siblings, so she shouldn't have to have had to put her name extra times. Plus, didn't her parents have jobs? So what are the chances that her name had been picked? Out of all those names, how could it be that her name was picked? Fate obviously hated me.
The announcer read the name aloud.
"Primrose Everdeen!"
What? I was certain that Sakura was the tribute from Twelve.
A little girl stepped forward. She was just as young as the girl from eleven. She had blonde hair. Not pink. Not pink? But how? Suigetsu had the same question.
"That wasn't the girl we saw earlier." He pointed out. "The girl from twelve was a babe who had pink hair and she had flames all around her. I remember her clearly!" I pretended that what he just said didn't bother me. pfft it didn't bother me.
"Yeah, I remember her too." Ky agreed. "Just watch." He shushed us and continued to glare at the screen.
A flash of pink flashed across the screen. I instantly recognized my ex teammate.
"I volunteer!" She screamed desperately, catching up to Primrose Everdeen. She pushed the girl behind her in one sweep of her arm in a protective manner. The little girl started to cry.
The announcer, obviously shocked, stuttered, "Uhh... well look here! It seems District Twelve has a volunteer!" She led Sakura up to the front. She looked like a timid mouse. The lights were in her eyes and she looked pale. "What's your name, dear?"
"Sakura Everdeen." She said.
WHAT! No, her name is Haruno! HARUNO!
There was so much shock on my face, everyone turned towards me.
"Something wrong?" Ky asked, concerned.
"Her name isn't Sakura Everdeen, its Sakura Haruno. She's my old teammate from Konoha."
Shocked, Ky and team Taka stared at me.
"Lucky bastard." Suigetsu mumbled.
"She's got the bone structure of someone from the Seam. Are you positive that is your ex teammate?"
"Positive. Who else had pink hair?"
Ky thought with his hand on his chin. "She was probably born in District twelve and was just living in Konoha. Is it possible she was adopted?"
I thought about it for a second. Was that the only way? I had never met her parents before. It was a possibility though, although slim.
"I don't know." I finally told them.
I'm gonna end it there. I'm tired of writing.