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Chapter 4:

The Capitol was an impressive place with tall modern buildings and slick, shiny cars of all sizes and colors. People as well, of all sizes and colors. Ciel had to suppress a derisive snort. These ridiculous people couldn't be the ones they aimed to entertain with their deaths could they?

Yes, they were. Ciel had an urge to bare his teeth at them as he held on to Katniss' arm, playing the part of the shy little boy hiding behind the children loving young woman. This ploy had been developed by Haymitch in an attempt to gain sponsors for both of them.

Ciel had objected to no avail and later grudgingly accepted that it was a good plan to get closer to Katniss. He did not appreciate being made to look weak, even if he already did look frail without the extra help; he still enjoyed what little dignity he could have.

Instead now he had to cling to Katniss like a little boy. He had little trouble doing so though, he remembered how he used to cling to his mother and father hiding that way behind their legs and only coming out to smile sweetly and shyly introduce himself.

He remembered his parents vividly and though he had come to terms with their deaths, he often dreamed of them. Nightmares assaulted him still of that time he spent as a slave and a sacrificial lamb, he remembered how they held him down and even raped him at a time.

He was ashamed. As a demon he was supposed to be cold and unfeeling, not allowing traumas to come back to him. Sebastian had explained that since he wasn't a pure bred demon and had been turned into a demon he would remain a child as he was.

Thus he would never go through puberty, nor would he be able to shape shift into an adult in any form he took. Traumas and emotional scars would never fade; he would remain as he was when he became a demon.

He hated it. He hated he had to revive those months of pain and humiliation in his dreams, hearing his parents' screams as they burned and were sewed together by the evil angel. How later the knife had slid into his flesh like it was butter while he screamed and sobbed for help.

It was an experience he would never forget and that still pressed on him with emotional scars. He pressed against Katniss involuntarily as the crowd screamed and cheered trying to touch him. He flinched when a blue hand reached out and ran its fingers through his hair.

He shuddered and suppressed the urge to snap at the hand with his mouth and tried to turn away. The hand slid away as they walked away. He gazed at the woman who it belonged to screamed and squealed as she stared at her hand in awe. It was sickening.

Ciel sat quietly with his back to an almost naked Katniss as the prep team used strips of sticky material, jerking the hair from her legs in a fashionable act of violence. He winced again at Katniss' undignified yelp of pain.

"Sorry!" Venia, a young woman with aqua hair and gold tattoos above her eyebrows apologizes in an annoying nasal high pitched voice, an accent so thick and ridiculous Ciel has to restrain yet another snort. "You're just so hairy!"

Ciel had absolutely refused to go first on the grooming, though he needn't have worried so much since the prep team had already determined the largest amount of time would be spent on Katniss. Ciel had no doubt Katniss had the potential to be beautiful.

She had a kind of predator like grace to her. But she didn't take care of herself. It was perfectly reasonable for her to be that way. While in District twelve her biggest priority was to get enough food for her family, not shaving her legs to look prettier.

Unfortunately this habit (or lack of habit) amounted to Katniss' legs being hairy with scrapes and scars from her athletic life style. Leading to almost three hours of grooming, polishing, and shaving. Ciel felt rather than saw when they stripped Katniss completely naked and began to pluck any offending hair that could have been left before rubbing some oil into her flesh. Then they all step back and admire their work.

"Excellent! You almost look like a human being now!" Flavius exclaims in satisfaction and Ciel can't help but snicker slightly. Coming from a guy with hair painting a bright orange made into corkscrew locks and purple lipstick it seems ludicrous that it was him saying that to her.

Katniss seems to think so as well, because he catches a few annoyed emotions from her as they laugh as if Flavius had just told the funniest joke they had ever heard. Still she forced the corners of her mouth up and with one statement won them over.

"Thank you" she said sweetly "We don't have much cause to look nice in District Twelve." Ciel couldn't help but admire her for that; she held her tongue against them. Despite them being idiots, they seem like the innocent type of idiots, they didn't deserve to be snapped at.

"Of course, you don't, you poor darling!" Octavia, a plump woman whose skin has been dyed a pale shade of green making her look like a pea or a green grape or something along those lines. Ciel listened to Octavia fuzz over Katniss, so intent was he on listening to them that he didn't fell Flavius and Venia sneaking up on him from behind.

He yelped and flinched as Flavius suddenly grabbed him and thrust him next to Katniss. Ciel yelped again and brought his hands up, covering his eyes and turned his back on Katniss. The prep team laughed loudly at this giggling at him.

"Now, now sweaty, there's no need to feel embarrassed, you'll both be seeing each other naked a lot while you're here." Venia told him in a reassuring voice and Ciel felt the tip of his ears go hot with embarrassment as his wrists were grabbed in his hands forced down.

His eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of Katniss' body and he turned away flushing an entirely new shade of red. This only made the prep team laugh louder and Ciel distinctly felt heat emanating from Katniss as she flushed for the first time since being naked.

"Now Ciel take off your clothes for us will you?" Ciel's face abruptly shed all its red as he paled and backed away shaking his head. Flavius frowned at this before smiling encouragingly.

"Come now, don't be shy, Katniss already did it, isn't it fair you do too." Octavia smiled at him kneeling down to his level and Ciel cast a look at Katniss who was looking quite accretive with that statement and Ciel shuddered and his hand strayed to his shirt collar looking at them with uncertainty.

"Would you feel better if I helped you?" Venia asked a sympathetic smile on her face and Ciel flushed, shaking his head negative before beginning to strip his shirt off. One by one he unbuttoned the shirt's buttons and with only a bit of hesitation he took it off.

He heard the gasps from the prep team and felt Katniss stiffen. The reaction was expected. Ciel had been small for his age when he was twelve; he retained the body of that fragile child. His scars never failed to horrify mortals and he took great satisfaction in watching the prep team's little bubble from reality pop for a moment.

Then he slid his pants off stepping out of them, thin pale legs chilled as the air hit them. Then he slid his white underpants off and stepped out of them. He stood there staring past them at the wall, letting them take the scars in.

After a moment the prep team began to circle him, this time they were quieter. By their emotions he could tell he had given their tiny, close minded minds something to think about. Most of what he got from them was a sort of stunned feeling.

They could see that he had been mistreated, those scars were too brutal and too large to be accidental, not to mention the brand. There was no way that was an accident, and they knew it. Ciel remembered how Sebastian had once commented on how very naïve people from the Capitol were.

Everything in their lives was monitored and they were shaped to accept it. To be materialistic people with no morals outside of the capitol. They were raised not to care for the people in the Districts, to not think of them as people but just something marginally better than animals.

Now they say a cute little boy, scarred and branded like a cow. He could tell by their emotions, child abuse was a new concept for them. Of course it probably happened in the Capitol, but the authorities were careful to keep that under wraps to keep the general public unaware.

He couldn't help but feel a certain satisfaction at this and as they began to fill up a tub with clean water to bathe him in silence rather than bustling and chatting with each other as they had been when working on Katniss.

"Come on dear." Octavia smiled at him and Ciel nodded climbing into the tub, blushing furiously as he did so. He relaxed a bit as he felt the warm water and shuddered with pleasure. He drew his thin legs up trying to cover his nakedness from them as they washed his hair.

He allowed them to remove the bandage around his eye and opened it, watching them gasp and marvel at the beautiful purple of it and the pentagon in it.

"Oh my! Why didn't you tell us you had bicolored eyes Ciel? Their beautiful!" Flavius exclaimed the revelation seemed to snap them out of their stunned stupor and back into their fashionable selves. Ciel hesitated slightly, but then he saw Katniss lean it to see and saw is chance to exercise his story.

"Um… well you see my mother and father never really liked that I have bicolored eyes so I kept it covered so…" Ciel spoke in a quiet tone. The prep team might not have been able to piece it together, but Katniss would. A typical case of child abuse, Ciel being born with differently colored eyes and his parents not liking that lead to them abusing Ciel, thus the scarring.

He saw her expression change, and he smiled inwardly. She had taken the bait. He could see it by the way she looked at him now. It was a sort of pity, but at least now she knew he was no stranger to pain, and that he was stronger than he looked.

"Well that's too bad; from now on we want you without the bandages, alright." Ciel hesitated for a second before nodding, what did humans know of contract seals anyway? And even if they did, they'd just think he had a demon as back up, not that he was a demon.

Soon they finished with him and Octavia and Venia squealed in delight as they saw how he looked without any dirt. They dried him out carefully, gingerly rubbing the brand scar when its turn to be dried. Adding a bit of cologne and combing his hair a bit they left announcing that they would call Cinna.

Ciel and Katniss stood next to each other trying not to stare and make the situation any more awkward than it already was. Ciel put his hand over his brand, now indifferent to the whole thing. He turned his eyes on Katniss than gave a small smirk.

"Well played." He muttered from a corner of his mouth, she stared at him, startled.

"What?" She stared at him in confusion.

"Oh don't play dumb, I know what you did; winning them over like that." Ciel rolled his eyes at her wide eyed look "I must say I'm impressed, the first time I saw you I thought you were more brawl than brain, I was wrong."

She stared at him for a long moment before her eyes narrowed and she frowned, and Ciel's smirk widened. He could just see the gears turning in her head as she stared at him in a new light again. He wasn't about to play child with her anymore, clearly that didn't work.

"The way you've been acting all this time…" She started glaring at him accusingly.

"… Was an act?" He finished for her smirk wide and bright "Of course, I'm not some helpless little boy that needs big sis to volunteer for me; I'm not Primrose, Katniss." He sneered at her and she flushed in embarrassment.

"Well why tell me that it was an act?" Katniss eyed him suspiciously and Ciel smiled in approval, before frowning and crossing his arms with a sigh.

"Despite my being smarter and craftier than I look, I'm not exactly what one would call strong," Ciel motioned to his scrawny body and Katniss raised a derisive eyebrow "I need someone strong to ally myself with, someone who can take care of themselves but appear to be just as helpless as I am," Katniss snorted at this.

"I've always been good at games, and strategy has always been part of my talents, I can be an advantage for you if you will let me." Ciel enticed staring at his nails nonchalantly.

"Oh?" Katniss raised an eyebrow and Ciel smiled inwardly.

"Yes, I'm a lot more observant than you'd think I am and I have a lot more aces up my sleeve than you'd think I did, I could be just as good an ally here in the capitol as I could be in the arena," Ciel brushed his hair back "Right now the public loves you because of the whole volunteering for your sister thing, but that won't last long with your personality." He stared at her pointedly and she frowned.

"What has that to do with us allying with each other?" Ciel gave a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Ok, think about it like this, on the first day in the arena if I survive I'm going to try to get chummy with the carriers," Katniss snorted in disbelief "It will be easy, trust me I do this sort of thing all the time with larger kids back at the District, the thing is, if I can get into cahoots with the carriers than not only will I be able to give information on what they plan to do and whatever weaknesses they may have to whomever I am allied to, but I will also be able to sabotage them from the inside, and who would suspect little darling Ciel?" He gave her an innocent look to which she responded with a raised eyebrow.

"Suppose you manage to do all that before they kill you, what guarantee do I have that you won't turn on me?" Katniss asked him carefully. Ciel smirked slightly. He knew she was hooked by the idea. The careers were the ones that did most of the killing, he knew, and they were also the deadliest.

If there was a way to get them out of the game before they could kill her, he knew that Katniss would take it, yet she was still cautious. He liked that, she wasn't such an idiot after all.

"I'll need someone watching over my shoulder so that I won't get killed, and I'll also need the muscle that is required of someone when killing people, muscle you have." She still looked uncertain and Ciel smiled at her sincerely, "It's alright if you don't want to ally with me now, but if by some miracle my plan works you're welcome to be a part of it." He said nonchalantly, turning away.

She stared at him for a while her face conflicted then she sighed wearily and nodded in affirmation. Good, he at least had a form of guarantee that she would at least listen to him later.

"Good, by the way Katniss," She gazed at him seriously, "Do not inform Haymitch of this conversation." She raised a questioning eyebrow and Ciel smirked, "I'd like to see the look on his face if I make it to the second day."

So what do you think? Is Katniss OOC? Is Ciel? If they are please tell me so I can fix it a little.