Author's Note: Hey! Thanks to everyone who reviewed and I'm sorry for the time it took for me to post. Truth is that because of school, I'll be posting, like, in a break of one day max. So, the chapter probably sucks because I wasn't really sure of what I should do, but now I know. I guess. Sorry if it's a little confusing, the first part I wrote really really fast. I hope you guys like it, though!

Disclaimer: Obviously, Hunger Games belongs to Suzanne Collins, but if anyone wants to give Cato, Peeta and Gale to me, I'd be very very happy!

Third Chapter

It was the best night she'd ever had since… She couldn't remember when. It was just too good. Strong, protective arms were wrapped around her as her head was resting against a well-defined chest. Katniss had her eyes close even though she was already awake, but then she opened her eyes, looking up and gazing at the beautiful boy lying under her. His hand caressed her naked waist, strumming his fingers like he was playing her body.

She remembered what happened last night, but the last moments before she fell asleep were a blur. All she remembered was putting her clothes back on at the roof with Cato, and then going to her room. He'd probably helped her get her clothes off, but she couldn't remember. She was really that tired.

Feeling her eyes over him, Cato smiled, eyes lazily opening. He turned his body a bit, laying on his side as she did the same, his hand now going up and down on her back, making shivers go down her spine. "Morning, babe." He whispered, like he was trying not to break their peaceful moment. She looked into his deep, emotional eyes while she thought of how he looked so revealing with her. He usually would just put on a mask, but with her he was just so different. He was so Cato.

"Morning, Cato." She whispered back as she got even closer to him, snuggling. His hot breathing was hitting her ear, making her smile fondly at him. "I wish we could just stay like this forever."

Cato knew she was saying that so he could agree and she wouldn't feel alone. "I know, love, but we can't. There are the games, and we have to come out with a plan so I can keep you safe." Her eyes widened as she processed his words. Then she finally understood.

"You're planning on dying and letting me live?" when he nodded and was just about to answer, she cut him off. "Are you really that stupid or you just like to act like it?" She pushed him a bit away, giving him a good view of her face so he could know how true she was. "There's no way you're going to die for me. If you go down, I'll go too." She hit him as she said the last three words, her eyes full of resentment.

He thought about arguing with her. And then, quickly as the idea came, he gave up of it. She would never let him do that. "Well, so I guess you won't get rid of me so soon, then." He smiled unsure as she gave him a bright smile, getting close to him and giving him a quick peck on the lips. Too quick.

She got out of the bed, walking in only her bra and knickers towards the bathroom; but before she could reach the place, Cato's hands were on her waist, pushing her to his lap. Placing one leg at each side of his lap, Katniss closed the gap between their lips as her hands ran through his messy hair. His hands were nowhere and everywhere; but eventually they'd have to stop.

"We got to go, Cato." Katniss said, finally stopping their 'little' moment. Cato began to pout, looking so cute she even gave him another peck on the lips; but that was it. They had to go training, they were forced to it. She got out of bed and finally reached the bathroom, letting the door open as an invite for the boy lying on her bed. And he sure as hell took it.

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The rest of the day they just tried to pretend that they weren't so close to each other, and yet, so far away. Cato tried not to look at the sessions where he knew Katniss would be, but when he did, he had to hold himself back from hitting the baker boy. The way he acted around Katniss was pissing Cato off, because he saw how uncomfortable his girl was. Laughing awkwardly, she tried not to stay too close to Peeta, but obviously the baker's son never got the message.

Later then, when the tributes were called for lunch, Katniss and Cato stood behind just so they could talk. Even if they knew they were being watched.

"What are you doing, girl on fire?" the tone in his voice was cold and made her shrug disoriented, kinda embarrassed. She was still on the ground, doing something with a rope. She prepared herself before lifting her face, her eyes icy and uninterested.

"I think it's none of your business." She wasn't stupid. She knew – they both knew – that the odds would never be in their favor if they were friends. The Capitol doesn't like friends, they like brutal enemies. They would do their best to let enemies get closer to each other.

They were fooling the Capitol just right.

She got up on her feet and gave him an almost unnoticeable wink, walking towards the door and letting the boy alone in the training room. Cato smiled slyly, quickly following Katniss.

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After Katniss stormed out of the room where the game makers were judging the tributes, she practically ran to the roof to catch her breath, or just relax. Who was she kidding? There was no way she would relax; she had just shot an arrow in their food, for fuck's sake!

But then he saw him on the roof, sitting on a bench. She ran towards him and he looked up just in time for her to jump on his lap and hug him tightly. He quickly returned the hug and started playing with her hair and didn't ask her what happened. He knew that in the right time, she would tell him.

Slowly, the tight hug they had was eased. Katniss carefully told him what had happened, moving her arms constantly as a sign of nervousness. Cato side smiled and ran his hands up and down her arms, trying to calm her down. In a soft (and completely exclusive for her) voice he said "You're going to be fine. I bet they will give you an even higher score just for the fire you naturally have, girl on fire." She glared at him as he laughed lightly.

She shook her head in negativity, but laughed anyways. She looked around, watching the place they were at. Guess the roof turned out to be their private safe place.

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