Chapter 29: Lovers

Now to find the guy that broke her heart. This kill would be sweet. Katniss kept her bow at the ready in case he stumbled out from the forest like a drunk monkey.

But when she saw him, still leaning on his staff, she could not help but kiss him. She didn't care if she were killed then, it was that one sweet moment that would be the perfect end. It was romantic, hard and passionate. Wild, mad. Even hungry. Blaine kissed back, too overjoyed to kill her. He was in the final two. Blind. In love.

With Katniss Everdeen.

That assault on her made him realised how much he truly lusted after that strange archer from District 12.

"You know I'll have to kill you," The words sounded too sultry to be threatening.

"I know. You're obviously going to win. I'm blind, for God's sake. So go on. But I know... you can't do it. We're too in love. Right?"

"Love is the death of people."

Blaine was lost for words. "I sort of don't know what to say now... Sorry."

"I think we should give the world a good show. Shall we kill each other?"

"NO! Let's hug a little more. It's nice."

"Nice? Like... you're not gay?"

"Pretty much."

They both stopped to get a surprise attack going. At exactly the same time, they unsheathed their knives and... STAB.

Their blood mixed together. Theirs was actually different shades of red, Katniss noted.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that!" Blaine said, plugging up the stab wound.

"Neither did I... Sorry!" Katniss plugged up Blaine's gaping, bleeding hole.

"What are we going to do then? There won't be a winner!"

"Uhh... uhh..." Katniss fell over backwards, her hands covered in blood.

"Oh no." Blaine fell over on top of Katniss.

"This would be so much nicer if we weren't dying."

"I agree." Blaine said.

It seemed like they'd never die. They had a five-minute conversation about whether there was an afterlife or not, then lay in silence.

"So, are we going to die or not?"

Katniss' question was answered by the cannon going off.

"Oh, so it's just me now, is it? Thanks a lot."

She waited for a long time.

"So what, am I immortal?"

A hovercraft came down. A voice spoke from above: "Well done, Victor of the 74th Annual Hunger G-"

There was a long silence.

"Oh, she died."