Author Note:

Hi! Okay, so this is chapter 2!

Sorry chapter 1 was sooooo short! I was just lazy and didn't feel like explaining EVERY one's reaping day…

I'm sorry to say this chapter will be pretty short, too... Buuuuut~~~ once we get into the actual games, they should get longer!!! …I hope…

Also, each chapter will come from a different characters point of view, starting with this chapter!

First off…+drum roll+ it's KIKU!!

Well, I shuddup now!

The train stopped and all the tributes looked at each other. This was not where they were scheduled to stop.

The boy named Kiku looked up at the clock on the wall, "We aren't scheduled to stop for another three hours, desu~!"

Ludwig nodded his agreement.

Feliciano looked sort of happy at the unexpected stop. "Ve~! More time for pasta~!"

Heracles also looked happy as he laid his head down on the closest thing he could find, which happened to Kiku's lap, "Now I can sleep with out the train keeping me awake." And he drifted off.

Kiku, not knowing how to respond to the sleepy man on his lap, merely patted his head shakily, and a small blush crawled across his face.

"G-guys" a small voice called, and all eyes looked at timid little Canadian, "I…I have to tell you guys something, but not here, ay."

Francis was the first to realize why. The cameras, Mathew didn't want the Capitol know. Nodding and pointing with his eyes, he gestured to camera in the corner of the room. At once, everyone understood.

At the site of the peppy lady coming into the room full of tributes Kiku became very flushed at being caught, but in his head cursed himself because they weren't doing anything wrong, Heracles was just sleepy, like normal. But he still couldn't help his face from turning completely red when the lady stared daggers at him and his friend.

The lady seemed so nice on reaping day, but now, well, she's the exact opposite. Always bossing them around and her breath was disgusting! It always smelled like rotting leeks. It made him chuckle that she reminded him of a singer from back home.

Home.

Oh how he missed home.

He knew that the chances of him seeing home again was slim to none.

Kiku prodded his friend in the shoulder, who abruptly sat up realizing all eyes were on him.

The lady cleared her throat, "We had a problem with the train, so we will have to walk about a mile to get on another train that will take us the rest of the way." She finished.

Feliciano looked up, "But walking is so tiresome, ve~! Can't we just take one of those space ship things?"

Alfred, upon hearing the words 'space ship' stood up, "YEAH~! We should all ride the space ship! Tony said it's really FUN!" He punched a fist into the air.

The lady pinched the bridge of her nose, closed her eyes, and sighed, "No, tho-"

"Those 'space ships'" Arthur finished, "are much too small, plus we need all the extra training we can get before the arena. We don't know how much space we may have to walk while in the arena."

"Besides!" A cheerful voice chimed in for the first time that day, and all eyes turned towards the tall Russian man, "Walking is fun, da~!"

A few nodded agreement and Kiku quietly wished that the lady hadn't come in, and just let his friend rest on lap for more moments, but he quickly shook that thought away. He should never think of a friend that way, in fact, they had only met a couple days ago and only started talking because they both had a love for cats. Of course, Yao was quick to join into the conversation too.

Lost in his thoughts he didn't realize Heracles was waving a hand in front of his face and they were the last two left in that part of the train. "Kiiii~kuuuu~!" Heracles called, "Its time to go!" Kiku shook the thoughts away and stood up and started to walk off the train. Heracles caught up with him, "That lady sure is weird, huh?" He asked as he steadied pace with fast walking Japanese man.

"Yeah, but her blue hair IS pretty, desu~." Kiku said laughing a little, and turning his head toward his friend.

Heracles eyes were so pretty, when they weren't closed that is.

They stepped off the train and looked at the rest of the group, a good fifty feet ahead of them, "Um…what is THAT?" Heracles pointed to the tall cat-like figure walking behind Yao, very quietly.

Kiku couldn't help but to laugh. "Desu~! That would be Shinatty-chan."

Kiku had known Yao even before the games, they were long distance relatives. When he had gone to visit him last summer, he had seen posters, blankets, and lots of other household objects with the cat's face on it.

Seeing the confused look on his friends face, he explained a little better. "I'm not sure who's inside the costume, but considering the height, desu, I would say it's Ivan."

Heracles and Kiku laughed when Feliciano told Yao something was behind him and Yao saw Ivan, or Shinatty-chan, and screamed at the top of his lunges and clung to the Italian man for dear life, but the Italian was just as scared as him and ran to the closest person to hide. It happened to be the big, stern-faced, German. Ludwig only looked at cowering Italian and sighed.

Yao, no longer having someone to hide behind, hid his face in his hands. The cat put its hands to its head and lifted off the top of the costume. A head of silver hair popped out.

"Hey, it's just me, da~!" Ivan said patting Yao on the head.

Neither knew when the Russian man had changed into the cat costume, but it certainly lightened the mood. As they caught up to the rest of the group they saw Gilbert come up beside Ivan and place a hand on his shoulder. "Trying to charm the ladies, I see. Still not as awesome at it as ME!" Ivan glared at the man. And Yao stuck out his lower lip in protest.

"I am not a 'lady!'" Yao proclaimed putting his hands on his hips. Kiku could help but think how much like a lady he looked while doing this.

"When did I say he was trying to charm you? Or, perhaps, is it that you would LIKE for him to charm you, hmm?" Gilbert turned and threw his hands up, "OR someone awesome could charm you!"

At this, the silent-until-now Austrian chimed in, "Can we just keep walking, and it's kind of cold out!" Some of the others nodded or agreed with words, but either way, the group started walking again.

Ivan stopped for a short moment to take off the cat suit; he still had his normal clothes on underneath. (It must've been a rather large suit; his clothes were very big and bulky.)

"So," Arthur said casually as he walked up to Alfred, "Who is this 'Tony' you mentioned back on the train, and how does he know what its like to ride a space ship…?"

All eyes turned on Alfred who explained about his friend Tony. The alien.

They all climbed onto the new train. The mile of walking had brought about funny conversations and awkward conversations and by the time they got on the new train they were all old friends.

Gilbert joked that Alfred and Arthur sometimes seemed like a little more, and he always got an angry slap by the flustered British man.

Alfred looked Arthur in the eyes, "Why do you get so angry when he says that? You know he's joking!"

"W-well…it just erks me, okay? And it…it's rude!" Arthur replied.

Gilbert rubbing where he was hit said, "Oh, he's just mad 'cause he's not awesome enough to admit who likes, like me!"

Alfred put his hands on his hips, "Actually, I think Arthur IS awesome! Much more awesome than you! And since your 'awesome' enough to admit it, who the hell do you like??"

Gilbert opened his mouth for a snappy reply, but abruptly shut it and turned away, not wanting everyone to see him blushing.

Kiku secretly thought he would LOVE to get a picture of the flustered Prussian man, since this was probably the only time he would ever be like this.

Arthur looked up at Alfred and quietly mumbled, "…thank you…" as the already appearing blushed took over his face.

Alfred flashed him one of his 'hero' smiles and a thumbs up, "That's what HEROS are for!"

Arthur sighed, "Whatever you say…" and started walking to his room.

"Hey, wait! Arthur! I never finished my story about Tony!" Alfred said running up to Arthur and grabbing his sleeve.

"Then we'll go talk in my room!"

"W-wait!" a small voice called out. "I still have to tell you guys what I wanted to tell you earlier, ay."

Francis walked over to the Canadian and whispered in his ear: "You want us to defy the Capitol, don't you?"

Mathew blushed and shook his head. He turned to the Frenchman and in turn whispered in his ear: "We're all such good friends now, we shouldn't kill each other, ay. Just let the Capitol do it. And when the winner goes home, the other districts won't hate them, ay."

Francis turned to the rest of the group. "Mathieu has a very good idea," Mathew's blushed deepened at hearing his name said in such a French way, "but we'll have to explain when we're in the arena."

Alfred and Arthur stopped and turned around to stare at the man. Kiku and Heracles looked up the book they were looking at together (it was about cats! :3) and looked at Francis.

All eyes in the room were looking at him and all minds shared the same thought.

They had to hear what Mathew had to say. But they had to wait till they were inside the arena.

This year's annual Hunger Games would not have the normal blood bath on the first day.

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End Note: So? How was it?

I've been writing this chapter allllll day!!!

I'm glad I could finally hint at a few yaoi couples!!!

+wink wink+

I'm very sad.

I stayed up all night last night planning things.

I've already decided who wins. And how all the losers die.

It was very hard and I cried a lot.

Also, I'd like to hear what you think, who do you think will win…da~?

Also, if you were wondering, the singer from back home that Kiku was talking about is (if you know her) Hatsune Miku!

'Kay, I shuddup now!