Author's Note: This story is starting to suck, I know. And much too fluffy. (Even I will suffocate, if we have more of this.) Kidding. It's just going slow right now. But please bear with me. Like I said before, I'm making this up as I go along. My plans for this story are very, very, VERY general.

You might feel that my dear, sweet Peeta is quite OOC in this but because this is AU, I'm trying to do something innovative and combine regular Peeta's and hijacked Peeta's personalities. And really, how OOC can it get. I mean, we only get his description from Katniss's POV. Maybe this is really how Peeta is.

Okay, I'm ranting. Read on, my darlings. Thanks for reviewing and adding this (sometimes pathetic) story to your alerts and favorites.


"What do you mean you're going on tour? You're not even recording an album."

Katniss squirmed out of Peeta's grasp, putting her hands on her hips to glare at Finnick. He grinned at her and she wanted to punch him. She was sure he was just trying to annoy Peeta. Unfortunately, it seemed to be working. Glancing at Peeta, she saw his jaw clench and his lips form a thin line. She turned back to Finnick and waited for an answer.

"I see you've been observing me, sweetness," he said, still obliviously flirting with her. "But your powers of observation fail you. I have been in the studio after you, co-producing a new and might I say, amazing, record with Cinna. And I will soon be going on tour to promote said album." He popped another sugarcube in his mouth. He looked over his shoulder at Gale, who was whispering in Madge's ear as his fiancée laughed. "So, once your friend over there," he pointed a thumb over his shoulder towards Gale. "Stops flirting with the pretty lady—hmm, I should go say hi—you should tell him that I want you to open for me."

"Are you serious?"

Finnick rolled his eyes. "Of course I am, sweetness," he said, taking a swig from his glass. "I would like The Mockingjays to open for me on my upcoming tour." He stepped closer to her and Peeta clenched his fist. It was taking all his control not to deck Odair right at that moment. He was getting much too flirty for his liking. He knew he was being irrational, but he couldn't help it.

"Your music isn't crap, darling. It's good. Especially now that I'm producing it," he said seriously at first then slipping into his normal tones.

Katniss gaped at him. She couldn't believe that Finnick Odair, even in his backhanded, arrogant way, actually praised their music. She barely stuttered out a thank you before he waved and walked away from them to approach a blonde in a curve hugging dress.

"You're not going with him."


Katniss and Gale glared at Peeta while Madge sat uncomfortably in the chair near the window. The three had been arguing for the past hour about going on tour. Madge wasn't sure why Peeta was so opposed to it but from what she could tell, he was much too jealous of Finnick Odair. She sighed. This was going to be a long night. Maybe she should ask Gale to take her home.

"You're being unreasonable," Katniss spat, crossing her arms over her chest. She couldn't understand why Peeta was being so difficult. Hadn't he promised that he would do anything to make her dreams come true? Why couldn't he understand how important this opportunity was?

"Unreasonable? Oh, I think I have reason enough, Katniss," he replied through gritted teeth. "Two words: Finnick. Odair."

"Like Katniss would ever go for that douchebag. Come on Peeta," Gale interrupted. He leaned back on the sofa he was sitting on. "Katniss is right. You're being unreasonable. This is a great opportunity for us. She loves you. Nothing's gonna happen."

Peeta glared at the pair of them. He rubbed his temple as if he had a headache. "Believe me, that is not what I'm worried about," he muttered quietly. In a louder voice, he said, "Gale, Madge, could you give us a second?"

Madge stood up and nodded. "Of course. We really must get going anyway," she said softly, taking Gale's hand and pulling him up. Gale looked at her incredulously. Clearly, he didn't want to leave yet. Not before they settled this. She grimaced at him and gestured towards the door. He nodded meekly and shrugged. Maybe Katniss can convince him if we aren't here, he thought. He gave his fiancée a small grin which she returned. She turned back to Peeta and Katniss who were silent and looking darkly at each other. "Have a good talk, okay? Stop arguing." She waved goodbye and Gale followed her out, nodding to Katniss and barely acknowledging Peeta.

Katniss watched them leave and sighed. Peeta sat down next to her as soon as the door closed behind their friends. "Katniss," he said softly. "I'm sorry I'm being unreasonable but you have to understand. I'm not worried about you leaving me for Odair or some other guy you meet on tour."

"Sure you aren't," Katniss replied snarkily. She was still quite mad at Peeta for being so stubborn and telling her what she can't do. She wasn't even sure why she was listening to him. He was only her boyfriend. This was her dream.

Peeta sighed. "I'm not, I swear," he said, clasping his hands in his lap. "Do you want to know the truth? About why I don't want you to go?"

Katniss nodded mutely. This better be good.

"I'm scared that you'll leave and won't come back. We've only been dating for a little while. You have nothing to tie you to me. Hell, you don't even have to listen to me. You can even break up with me right after this conversation." He took a deep breath as Katniss looked away from him. He grabbed her hand and started tracing small patterns on her palm. "It sounds horrible but I'm scared that if your dreams come true, you won't want to be with me anymore."

"So you don't want me to make my dreams come true?"

Peeta shook his head violently, his blonde hair getting in his eyes. "Of course I do. I promised you I would do anything I could to make your dreams come true. But I'm just scared that when that happens, you'll leave." He brushed the hair away from his eyes and squeezed Katniss's hand. "I just—I just wish I could guarantee that you won't leave."

"I won't," she said firmly. "I love you Peeta. I won't leave you." She kissed him full on the mouth, trying to make him believe her.

His eyes were shut tight as he kissed her back, his hands snaking in her hair, trying to pull her in closer. He wanted to believe everything this kiss was trying to tell him. He wanted to believe that she wasn't going away, that she would come back, that she loved him. He pulled away and touched his forehead against hers. "I still wish you wouldn't go. But you should."

"So that's a yes?" Katniss laughed softly.

He didn't answer right away. He got up and walked to the kitchen. He rummaged in one of the drawers and pulled something small out. He was smiling as he walked back to sit beside Katniss. "I have something for you. So you don't forget me when you're across the country, singing your heart out."

"I won't," she protested, rolling her eyes. She was sure she was just as in love with Peeta as he was with her, but sometimes he was so ridiculous. "What are you giving me?"

Peeta held out his hand and opened his palm, revealing a thin silver chain with a small heart-shaped pendant with a little silver arrow through it. "This was supposed to be an anniversary gift," he said, grinning sheepishly. She was amazed at his devotion and well, she had to admit it, obsession. She smiled at him and reached for the beautiful necklace. He shook his head and gestured for her to turn around. Of course. He would want to put the necklace on her. Typical romantic Peeta.

She sighed and fingered the necklace, smiling to herself. She looked up to see Peeta beaming at her. She kissed him gently then grabbed his hand. "I have something for you too," she grinned. "So you don't forget me when I'm gone." She removed her favourite beaded bracelet from her wrist and transferred it to him. "Prim made this for me after our parents…you know. It cheered me up every time I was sad that they were gone."

Peeta pulled her to him and kissed her. "Thank you."


Author's Note: Weird ending, I know. Tour's coming in the next chapter. Not sure if we'll see Peeta but we will definitely see someone return and someone arrive. Dun dun dun!