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Chapter 11: Fluffy Ninja Attack
-With Cato-
Katniss had managed to take most of the edge off his mood and in return, he decided to let her sleep through the night. Not that he would have been able to bring himself to wake her anyway. She had immediately snuggled up with Rue when he had finally convinced her that he was in a better mood, and it didn't look like she could get up without waking their daughter as well. So he toughed it out, pulled an all-nighter, and watched his girls sleep.
Rue awoke slightly after dawn. He was surprised at first, but then he remembered that she's from 11 and they have a similar work schedule to the coal miners in 12. After detangling herself from Katniss, she came and sat beside him near the fire, offering him a soft "Good morning, Daddy."
"Sleep well?" he asked.
She nodded drowsily and yawned, causing him to chuckle quietly.
"You didn't let Katniss take her turn keeping watch." She noted.
He shrugged. "You two looked so cozy over there. I couldn't find it in me to disturb either of you." he replied casually.
"So you're just a big softy under those biceps, huh?"
He sent her a sidelong glare, not really meaning it and she giggled, nuzzling against his side. He didn't think when he wrapped his arm around her. It was just his natural response to the action. In return, she threw her small arms as far around his middle as she could reach and gave him a squeeze.
"Affectionate little thing aren't you?" he teased.
"Oh please, do you see the way you act around Mom?"
He smiled. "Good point," he said lightly. "Once Katniss wakes up and we all eat we'll start looking across river for a new campsite."
Her head moved in a slow nod.
"Are there any natural bridges that go over the river?" she asked.
Cato thought about it for a minute before answering.
"Not that I know of, why?"
"Well there was this shallow spot with a bunch of flat rocks not too far from here, but after the fire a bunch of big logs had fallen in, making a dam. So now those stones are covered and uh…I can't swim…," she admitted hesitantly.
Cato rubbed her back gently. "Don't be embarrassed, Monkey, you never had the chance to learn in 11. Katniss and I will teach you if we can find a pond or something, if you want," he offered.
"Really?" she asked in disbelief. "Awesome!"
Cato smiled and decided that since Katniss wouldn't be up for a few more hours, he and Rue might as well do something a little more productive. So, they rummaged through the weapons bag to find a sword fit for Rue's size and Cato started teaching her the basics. He drew a target on a tree so she knew where to hit and they started working on her posture. It took a little while for her feel secure with her offensive stance, but once that was mastered they started working on offensive moves. He figured a stab would be the easiest. So he showed her how to do it a few times, making sure she knew exactly where to put her feet and what parts of her body were left vulnerable when she did this. He repeated this when he taught her how to slice, do a jump strike, and when he was teaching her how to use two swords at once.
"Okay this is where things get complicated," he begins, "If your opponent only has…lets saw a standard long sword, and you have two daggers, which of you has the advantage?"
"I do." She replied instantly.
"Why?" he asked, resisting the urge to grimace at her inexperienced mind.
"I can angle my dagger to repel my opponent's sword in the opposite direction, and use my other dagger to deal a fatal blow easily." She says with confidence.
He sighs, shaking his head. "The response of a novice if I've ever heard one," He said gently.
She pouts at him. "What's wrong with that method?"
"Well…if it's the first thing you came up with, wouldn't it be the first thing your opponent expects?" he starts. "I'm not saying that wouldn't work. I'm just saying that against a career...well the chances of anyone besides Glimmer falling for that are slim to none. Regrettably for your training, she's already dead. Not that I regret her death. At all."
She nods slowly and lets him explain the proper technique. Then they move on to different sword types, how they are used, and what weapon is best for what situation. Luckily, Rue's a quick learner and he repeats teaching her the basics on all the different sword models they have. He's a little surprised when they've both worked up a hint of a sweat, but Rue never complains so they keep going. They try mismatching different sword combinations. A dagger and a sabre, a rapier and a short sword, dual Dao swords, and dual broad swords. Even though they guarantee close range combat, Rue favors the dagger and sabre combination. It doesn't take long for Cato to realize that she's quickly becoming a master. A few more days…or hours at this rate and she could easily give Clove or Marvel a run for their money.
"You wanna spar?" he asked, readjusting his grip on his long sword.
She just grins and lunges at him without warning. I've taught you well, Monkey, he notes with a smirk. While focusing on defense he can easily watch her offensive movements and make sure she's executing her advances properly. When she missteps they stop, he points out the mistake and they repeat the action until she gets it right. This happens a lot at first, but he's patient with her, like Brutus had been with him when he was learning these same techniques. He had been younger than Rue at the time, but he'd been around different weapons since childhood, so even though he hadn't known how to properly fight with them, he had already felt comfortable with them. The most dangerous thing Rue had probably been exposed to was a pair of hedge clippers. Or a case knife.
They try to stay away from Katniss. At first Cato's worried that the sounds of metal clashing will wake her, but it doesn't. They still stay as far away from her as they can manage. After a while they notice that there is a wide circle around the edge of the meadow where the grass has obviously been trampled on, but they ignore it and keep practicing. As Rue starts making less mistakes, Cato starts giving her commands. Up, Left, Spin, Down, Right, Slice, and they fall into a sort of dance. She strikes, he blocks, again and again. As Rue gets more comfortable her movements get more fluid, and he can see that she's not thinking so hard about what she's doing. It's slowly becoming more natural to her, and maybe that's why she managed to surprise him.
She'd shifted her weight and sent her arms flying faster than she really needed to. He had to move his sword a little faster to block her, but it didn't affect him at first. Then he realized that she had somehow managed to get the edge of her sabre between his fingers and the tip of the hilt, while simultaneously pushing his blade outwards with her dagger.
He didn't realize what she was doing until she pushed he sabre against the hilt, effectively ripping his sword out of his hands. She jumped up, kicked him in the chest and knocked him to the ground. And then her dagger was at his throat. They stared at each other for a while. Cato confused, Rue smug. He didn't snap out of his trance until he heard clapping to his left and found Katniss sitting up in her sleeping bag, not even bothering to contain her smirk. Rue rolled off him easily, stood and dipped into a low bow. Cato just huffed and got up as well.
He threw his hand up in defeat. "That's it. No more training. We have clearly adopted a ninja." Cato said, walking towards Katniss.
"Don't be a hater, Daddy." Rue said, her smugness seeping into her tone.
He rolled his eyes and helped Katniss pull herself to her feet.
Cato and Rue put away the weapons and retrieved all of their belongings from the hallow trees. They sat in a close circle and decided who would do what. Katniss and Rue worked on reorganizing the medicines and food, while Cato did the same with the weaponry. The food that was too bad to eat, or on the verge of being so, was put into the knapsack Cato had given Rue the night before they dropped the TrackerJacker nest on the careers. Katniss claimed that it would be useful in covering their tracks. She said that the surrounding fauna would gather where they dropped food, resulting in their tracks seeming older than they actually are, as the animal life would suggest a lack of predators, or even causing their tracks to end up being covered entirely. So, nearly three hours later, the girls had freed up one duffle bag, while Cato had simply managed to pick the weapons they would each keep on them in case of emergencies.
"Let's get the hell out of here before Loverboy throws us to the careers for revenge," Cato said forebodingly.
Rue took to the trees and stayed ahead of them as the group look out while Cato and Katniss hiked quickly and quietly together. Although Cato had planned on carrying all of their bags himself, the girls wouldn't have it. Cato ended up with the heavier duffle bags of weaponry, dry foods and water, while Rue had the medicine bag and the knapsack of spoiled food, and Katniss carried the bags containing the rest of the food. Cato watched Katniss carefully while they walked, keeping an eye out for any obvious signs of fatigue or over-exertion. He found none, aside from slightly labored breathing, which he was also suffering from. Today was unusually warm. Not a good day for going out and getting things done. This would be one of the days where people would decide to sit back and catch their breath. Clove and Marvel especially. Maybe the game makers were doing them a favor with the heat. Maybe they were giving them the clear to find a new campsite.
"Who's left?" Katniss asked quietly.
He knew immediately why she was asking. The amount of tributes left was like their countdown to hell. The game markers wouldn't let the games go so slow forever. The quickly approaching finale would probably be the final five. Who would end up in that group? Himself, Katniss, Rue, Clove and Marvel? That would end horribly for a handful of reasons. Would it be fair of them to expose Rue to such an undeserving death? Clove would most certainly target Rue and Katniss first, as they are, in her mind, her 'competition'. How could he protect both of them from Clove's psycho-bitch knives of jealousy, but turn around and have to kill Rue moments later anyway? What if Marvel manages to send a spear at either of them before Cato could take him out? Would he take a spear for Katniss? Absolutely. Repeatedly if necessary, but if it was guaranteeing Rue a painless death, say Marvel aimed for her heart or head, would he let it hit her? Should he? Would his short-lived guilt be easier to tolerate if he could blame her death on the hands of another, rather than his own? Would it matter? He was going to die anyway, so why not deal with the pain to his grave. Cato sighed deeply and rubbed his temples, trying in vain to crush his forming headache under his fingers.
"Marvel, Me, Clove, the boy from 3, Joan, the boy from 10, Thresh, Rue, You, and Loverboy." He replied, silently cringing at the unintended sourness in his tone.
He was on the verge of apologizing for it due to Katniss's extended silence afterwards, but she seemed deep in thought when he searched her features. Apparently, she hadn't noticed or didn't have anything to say about it.
"There are only ten of us left…" he said quietly.
She nodded slowly. "Yeah…I guess we were a little kill-happy at the bloodbath…"
He laughed darkly. "Just a little."
He reached over to flick her braid and sighed again.
"It's just not enough time…," he said quietly.
"An eternity wouldn't be enough time…," she mumbled.
"I know…," he said gently.
It took them about an hour to reach the north end of the river. The flow, to Cato's surprise, was significantly calmer than that of the south end. The water was shadowy however, even with the bright sunlight shining down on the surface. Cato stuck his hand into the dark glistening liquid, and when his elbow had grazed the water's surface, he could barely see his wrist. Definitely too dark to see swimming under water, too dark to save someone if they were drowning…
"Hey there's a bridge!" Rue chirped from a high branch on a tree by the river's edge.
Ass kissing game makers…
He and Katniss maneuvered their way carefully along the riverbanks towards the spot Rue had pointed out. The bridge wasn't very extravagant. Just a simple archway that appeared to have been made naturally by the flowing river a few feet below it. If the youngest member of their group fell in Cato and Katniss would be helpless to save her…Cato moved Rue's swimming lessons to the second slot of his mental priority list, making the only thing above it their need for a new campsite.
They decided to cross in order from oldest to youngest. Rue was nervous about walking across an untested bridge, but she was also the lightest, so it was less likely to break under her weight. She sprinted across the bridge in a fit of pure adrenaline, turning to grin at them when she reached the other side. Katniss was more sensible about it and took slow, steady steps, and Cato mimicked her.
"Well that was anticlimactic…" Katniss said sarcastically.
"You say that like it's a bad thing," Cato replied.
She shrugged.
Rue disappeared in the canopy of leaves once more, while Cato and Katniss resumed their brisk hiking, while searching for signs of life and water. Rue found a frog a few hours into their search, which was a great sign, and they followed it accordingly.
-With Haymitch and Brutus-
They stare at the screen shaking their heads. Brutus sniffs and wipes drool from the corner of his lip. Haymitch grunts and shifts his weight on the plush Capitol sofa. They look at each other, then the screen.
Then each other.
The screen.
Each other.
Screen
Each other.
Screen.
Each other.
"'Da fuhk we still sittin' here foh…" Haymitch slurred. "Dey ain't doin' noffin' excitin'…"
"Your drunk ass honestly thinks I know the answer to that question?"
Haymitch has to replay Brutus's words in his head multiple times before he actually absorbs the meaning. Then he had to attempt to come up with a response that makes sense. It wasn't the liquor so much as his lack of concentration. He'd managed to not drink his entire bottle over the course of the morning. He still had a ounces left.
"Yeah..?" he said eventually.
Brutus sighs and tried not to encourage him by laughing. "You realize we have a live interview with Flickerman in twenty minutes right?"
Haymitch just stares at him and takes a swig from his bottle of white liquor.
"You fink…dat I acktuelliey giveah fuhk?" Haymitch quite likes the way his voice sounds when he talks like this, even though it will probably annoy the hell out of Trinket. Because he cares. He really does….n't…
Brutus chuckles. "Just try not to piss yourself on stage."
Haymitch grins. "I'm not actually that drunk dipshit, but I've always wanted to try that you know…"
"Hey, it was your idea to try and get them both out alive, remember? We can't do that if you literally piss off all their sponsors. "
Haymitch sinks back into the sofa, grumbling, and sips from his bottle. "S'not gonna work anyway…"
Brutus rolls his eyes and turn off the television. "Go get ready, Mitch."
Haymitch glares at him, making a very unattractive face afterwards. Then he stands, gives Brutus the finger and stumbles dramatically to his room. Brutus just watches him with concealed amusement, choosing to wait by the elevator and thankful that he decided to get ready an hour ago. Haymitch comes back, managing to look clean and sober. Sort of.
"This isn't going to end well is it?" Brutus asked, hitting the button on the elevator.
Haymitch gives him a blank stare.
"How the fuck did you come to that conclusion, Captain Obvious?"
Brutus gives him the finger and braces himself for the torturous hours ahead of them.
~~~Time Skip~~~
The cameras were rolling, the crowd was roaring, Cesar was smiling in his spotlight. Showtime.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, He's given us one of our star-crossed lovers. He's the mentor of our beloved, dangerous, daunting, fatherly Cato. I give you: Brutus Daivat!"
Brutus saunters on stage proudly, waving to the crowd and smiling. He shakes Cesar's hand and then sits on the left side of the sofa he and Haymitch are to share, so that he is closer to the crowd. Just in case. He and Cesar make brief small talk, and then it's time to introduce Haymitch. The only difference between their introductions is that Cesar uses a lot more adjective to describe Katniss. "Motherly," "Unpredictable," (Maybe to the Capitol...but not to people with brains), "Innocent," (Hardly after that little appointment with Dr. Cato) and of course, "The Girl on Fire," thing was thrown in there.
When Haymitch isn't making a fool of himself by falling head first off of stages, he retains that cocky "I don't give a shit about you" demeanor that he had during his Hunger Games. He rolls his eyes at the crowd, lazily waving them off like he would a fly. He shakes Cesar's hand, begrudgingly, and sits beside Brutus. He and Cesar repeat the mandatory small talk, though it isn't nearly as polite, and then the two hour long interview finally beings.
"So, Brutus we'll start with you," Cesar begins cheerfully. "What are your opinions on this tragic situation?"
Brutus folded his hands in his lap and gives a sad smile for the cameras. "It's heartbreaking, Cesar, truly heartbreaking. Haymitch and I watched these kids grow up, and we watched them as they started falling for each other. If you could see how hard Cato worked in school, how much time and energy he put into all of this, just for Katniss, it would be hitting you as hard as it's hitting me. Nobody wants to see their tribute die, but I for one am worried about how Katniss will handle Cato's death when the time comes." He said solemnly.
Cesar nods, looking deeply saddened and even a bit fearful- for Katniss- then he turns to the other elephant in the room.
"What about you, Haymitch?" he asked quietly.
Brutus braces himself and silently prays that Haymitch won't say anything stupider than usual.
"I'm worried about Katniss too, to be honest," he begins- Brutus sighs quietly in relief-, "She's had a really hard time since her father died and now she's days, maybe a week away from losing one of the few people who helped her keep head up. I don't see brightness in her future, Cesar, I really don't."
"I see…," Cesar sighs, "What do you think would have happened if Katniss's sister hadn't gotten reaped, thus making it so she never would have had to be part of the games?"
Haymitch actually seems to be contemplating the idea, so Brutus answers first.
"Well the games would have been over already." He said confidently.
"Really?" Cesar asked in surprise.
He nods. "Cato would have taken everyone out in about…," he turns his attention to Haymitch, "What would you say, Mitch, three days?"
Haymitch snorts. "Three hours. No. The bloodbath. Game over."
Brutus chuckles. "Agreed."
"You two honestly believe that?" Cesar asked.
They share a quick glance. "Absolutely," they say together.
"When Cato puts his mind to something, it gets done. You get in his way. He makes you wish you hadn't. I'm kind of hoping Clove will just stab Katniss in the shoulder again because I want to see how Cato would kill her." Haymitch says with a smirk.
Brutus nods in agreement. "Girl on Fire and-
"Dr. Cato…" Haymitch interrupts.
The crowd laughs, Brutus sighs.
"You had to go there didn't you?"
"Yes. Yes I did."
"I was going to say-
"Forget it Brutus, 'Dr. Cato' will be his nickname forever. Just like Katniss will always be the Girl on Fire."
"What the hell does a Doctor need fire for?"
"If she doesn't burn herself he doesn't have a patient now does he?"
Brutus puts his head in his hands. "We are not discussing this on television."
"Too late."
Brutus glares at him, but he just smirks.
"Dr. Cato and his Kitten."
"So he's a veterinarian now?" Brutus asks.
Haymitch pauses. "You're right that doesn't quite fit the Girl on Fire thing does it?"
"Not at all."
"What were you going to say earlier?"
"The Girl on Fire and The Match."
"Cato's a match?"
"It only takes a spark to set him off."
"Hm…good point."
"Thank you."
"Effie is wearing off on you."
Brutus has to stand up and walk a few feet away, pacing a small section of the stage as he tries not to laugh. Cesar asks him if he's alright and he just nods, fearing that the laughter will escape his lips if he tries to speak. When he finally sits back down he focuses on Cesar instead of Haymitch, trying not to encourage the latter into making them look like bigger fools on national television.
"Effie?" Cesar asked. "Effie Trinket, the escort for District 12?"
Brutus beats Haymitch to speaking.
"She's always getting on Haymitch about his manners. It's kind of an inside joke."
"I see."
"She needs to mind her own business…" Haymitch mumbled.
"Haymitch…" Brutus begins in a warning tone. Haymitch looks up with a quirked brow. "Manners!"
Haymitch throws his head back and laughs, causing Flickerman to jump. Brutus apologizes, saying he couldn't resist the temptation. Cesar just smiles and waves off his apology with a, "The crowd loves it, and so do I." Since the camera's aren't paying them any attention.
"Brutus did I tell about when me and the kids were on the train, and you know I was pretending I didn't know Katniss, that way I wouldn't have to explain stuff to Peeta?" Haymitch asked
"Is this a story you should tell in front of the entire country?"
"I think it's funny."
"Well that's reassuring."
"So, its breakfast," Haymitch begins, ignoring his sarcasm, "Peeta is hounding me for survival skills and such, so I'm telling him how to find shelter. Well Katniss walks up and gives me a look. Peeta tells her what we're talking about and she says, 'And how do you find shelter?'"
"Like she doesn't already know how." Brutus interrupts with a smirk.
"Exactly!" Haymitch says, smiling. "So I, being the loving and caring mentor that I am,…asked her to pass the jam."
Brutus bites the inside of his cheek to prevent laughing.
"She repeats herself, and I'm hungry so I just reach for the jam and she comes out of nowhere with this knife and almost cuts my finger off with it when she stabs it in the table. You should have seen Effie's face, Brutus. I about died. 'THAT WAS MAHOGANY!'"
"And you said…?"
"'Look at that Sweetheart…you just killed a placemat.'"
Brutus puts a hand over his mouth and tries to literally wipe the smile off his face.
"And Peeta said…?"
"Nothing. He was too busy drooling over Katniss I guess."
A hysterical giggle escapes Brutus briefly before he can stop it.
"Cesar how much longer is this interview?"
"We still have an hour and forty-five minutes Brutus, is something the matter?"
Brutus shakes his head, but Haymitch grins.
"Oh this is going to be fun…" he chuckled.
Brutus paled, realizing that things can only get worse, as Cesar resumed the interview and Haymitch resumed being Haymitch.
-With Katniss-
The game makers had really outdone themselves. Rue had discovered their new campsite, the trees giving her a sight advantage she and Cato didn't have. It didn't help that it was hidden in such a dense thicket of the woods that they never would have found it without Rue's careful instructions. Past the wall of trees and brush that acted like a privacy fence was a lush meadow with a large pond off to one side. The grass was soft and full of wildflowers. The pond water was crystal clear and warm, perfect for swimming. There was a stream not too far off that they agreed to use for bathing. Rue took her turn first while Cato and Katniss set up camp. Her hair was still dripping when she returned.
"Katniss, you're turn." She said cheerfully.
"Kay."
Katniss decides to just take her bow and arrows with her. She bathes quickly, happily finding her leg to be fully healed. She rebraids her hair and lets her body air dry before slipping back into her clothes and heading back to camp. Cato asks her to start teaching Rue how to swim as he leaves to take his turn.
"Swimming lessons, eh?" she said.
Rue smiled bashfully. "Heh, yeah."
"Ready to get started?"
Rue's eyes light up and Katniss finds that her little monkey is also part fish.
This chapter kind of sucked didn't it? :/ Filler chapter. Next chapter will be better I promise. I was also very distracted helping my mom pack for her vacation most of the time I was writing this, so it's definitely not my best work. I'll make up for it in the next chapter. :) That's why this chapter didn't get dedicated to anyone, I thought it would be cruel to dedicate this anyone. Next chapter is going to be up to my usual standards though. I just had to put a little something in between so I didn't feel like I was rushing the story.
~RRC~
PrixieAnneRiddle: I'm not sick anymore. :) Bash away. I hate this chapter…I really do. So not my best work. At all. :/
Bloodredfirefly: LOL. Don't' worry, we don't need Rue being traumatized by seeing one of Katniss's doctor appointments. I couldn't imagine writing that. Haha. I was up until dawn night before last trying to write this shameful chapter. I love Haymitch and Brutus too. There will be a lot of awesomeness in the next chapter to make up for whatever I just wrote. :) Since my mom is officially on vacation, I will be free to write all day long. *Paradise* so I should update again in a few short days :) I'm going to get started on the next chapter a few hours after the posting of this one. Hang in there. The end is near.
Larka Rinna Luna: I just couldn't give you this awful chapter, so I'm going to give you the amazing Chapter 12 instead. :) In my opinion, Chatper 12 is the best chapter to get a dedication on. Aside from the finale of course. It will be one of my top three favorite chapters for this story, and I hope you like it too :) For the record, when I tried to think of a Peeta/Katniss relationship name, the first thing I thought of was Keeta, but everyone seems to just go with peeniss all the time. I'm not sure why. Everlark is cool too. It sounds all mysterious, but I agree peeniss is the relationship name fail of the 21st century.
Vickie1996: I don't mind the caps at all :) I'm very glad that you like it. I'm sad to follow up your review with such a crappy chapter, but I'll bring back the awesome in chapter 12. Promise :)
Fleur24: Ironic. You're more worried about Cato if Katniss dies, but Brutus and Haymitch are more worried about Katniss if Cato dies. I didn't do that on purpose. I swear. :D I figured Rue could use a bump in her statistics. She had what? I 1-60 chance of winning? I've at least changed that to about 1-30 I think. Hehehe…Haymitch and Brutus… xD Peeta is the new 'Forever Alone' guy.
MageiaEinaiSkiouros: "OH MY FLUFFY SQUIRREL BABIES!"- that has to be the best opening line to a review that I have ever read. Thank you for that. First favorite? AWESOME! :D There will be a very long super smexy Kato scene in chapter 12, but Rue was around in this chapter or I would have thrown one in there. :) I was going to kill Peeta in chapter 12, but I changed my mind. I don't know when I'll kill him, but he will be in pain, and he will have an ironic death because I'm twisted like that.
Kilani Heals: Don't hate my for not continuing chapter 10's lime into chapter 11. I will be giving you another juicy lime in chapter 12. It will be quite long. You're Marvel/Joan scene will be in the beginning of the next chapter. I would have put it at the end of this one but I got lazy and tired.
Peeniss0314: Bleh, I hate this chapter. I just want to power write chapter 12 and get it up to distract all of my readers from this disgusting thing I have written. –shivers-
XOXOXO- Review please- even though this chapter SUCKED D;
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