"Well, let's see things about myself. My name is Cato Grant, I grew up in District 2, was sent to the Academy when I was eight but I still lived in my own home unlike many children there. I have a younger brother, he's fifteen, and both my parents are still alive and are lovely people. I also have a best friend named Clove."

I finish and look over at her to start telling me her story and she's looking right at me.

"What that's it?"

"Yeah, what more do you want me to say?"

"Okay, I guess that's fine. I'll go then."

She then takes a moment to think about what she'll say and looks up again to the sky.

"My name is Katniss Everdeen, I grew up in District 12 in a place called the Seam that is very poor and every year a lot of people die there from starvation. I have a little sister, she's twelve now and had her first reaping this year. My father died when I was eight and ever since I had to take care of my family seeing as my mother is in depression and will barely get out of bed to even feed her children. I was reaped for the 71st Hunger Games when I was thirteen and won making me the youngest victor in history. I also have a best friend named Gale."

"Wow. You have an impressive history."

"Not really impressive, more sad than anything but at least it's over. Not that I have much to look forward to in the future."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that now that I have won my games, my life will be about sending other children for their deaths."

"Tell me what it's like. Life after the Games."

"Cato, I don't know if I should-"

"Please. I know it's not all flowers and daisies but I want to know everything, the truth of it."

"Fine. My games were three years ago and until this day I haven't had a full night's sleep and always wake up screaming because of my nightmares. Nightmares of the games. I'm going to spend the rest of my life being a mentor for kids who have already given up while you actually get fighters who will at least try. People who have trained for it while back home you're lucky if you even know how to use a knife.

Things are different for you and me but one thing won't change. You'll be haunted by the things you'll do in the arena. When you get out, the first moment you realize it, you break down and after that it'll take some time to adjust to the way you were but after awhile it'll be better especially if you have people there for you. If you can, seek out help from other victors, people who know what you've been through because your parents, your brother, even your best friend won't understand. Only people that went through what you'll go through will understand."

She's looking at me, seeing if I'm scared of if I'll do anything but I'd already known most of it, the nightmares being what I really didn't know. I never thought I'd get that bad but it'll be something I'll have to deal with if I want to survive.

"I want to ask you something."

"What?"

"When I get out, can you be there?"

She looks shocked for a moment but seriousness overtakes her features.

"Are you sure you don't want someone from your own district to be there to help you?"

"I'm sure. I want it to be you. Please."

"Okay. I promise that when you get out I'll be the first person you'll see and I'll do my best to help you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome but I really think you should get to bed, you'll have training in a couple of hours."

I smirk at her. "Want to make sure I get to bed alright?"

She actually laughs. Figures that wouldn't work.

"Yeah, I'm sure you can find your way back."

"Okay then. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"If you want. I'm always here at night."

"It's a deal."

Then I walk to the elevator that takes me down to my floor and when I get into bed I just thought, Katniss just promised me she'll help me when I get out of the arena and she basically told me to meet her on the rooftop tomorrow.

Today is the first day of training so I get up early to eat and do some light exercising before I get down there because when I do it's going to be to intimidate the other tributes.

Everyone else in my floor wakes up and I sit with them at breakfast, Brutus and Enobaria telling us to show our strengths and intimidate, I'd heard it all before.

I finish quickly and don't bother wait for Syrina the finish eating to get down to the training floor. When I get there I ask them if I can start training and they warn me not to do much since they still have to wait for the other tributes to get here and inform them of what will be happening in the following days.

I start throwing knives to pass the time almost always hitting the bulls eye just a little to the right unlike Clove that always got perfect bulls eyes.

Before long they tell me to stop and get there because in five minutes the head trainer Atala is going to start talking.

As expected the district 12 tributes are the last to arrive and yet they give off their self-important look as if they are better than everyone else.

I kinda want to hit them. Repeatedly.

Training wasn't all that I thought it would be. I intimidated the tributes but there was no real challenge in that but at least I was able to train my frustrations away.

All I can think about now is meeting Katniss on the roof again and it makes it nearly impossible not to sneak out directly after dinner but still I wait until everyone goes to sleep to venture up to the roof.

When I get there I can see and hear Katniss, she's humming quietly to herself and it brings a slight smile to my lips to see that when I sit next to her she stops but smiles at me.

"So, Katniss what do you want to talk about today? Perhaps another one of your treasured stories?"

"No story tonight kid. Sorry."

"Kid? How am I a kid? I'm two years older than you!"

"So?"

"So you really shouldn't call me kid."

"Oh please! Even if I did there's nothing you could do about it." That smirk was on her lips and I thought about the perfect way to shut her right up.

"Oh really? I can think of a couple of things."

"Yeah? Like what?"

"This."

Then I kiss her. I don't think about anything else but her supple lips pressed against my own, unresponsive for the first few seconds but as I keep moving my mouth she finally responds and grabs me by the neck to pull me closer.

At the beginning it was only a brush of lips but now I wanted more. I had the girl I dreamed of for years in my reach and I wasn't going to let this opportunity pass.

I put my hands at her hip and her neck and just went for it. My tongued licked out against her lower lip and she opened her mouth for me, eagerly letting me in and we kissed each other senseless.

I can honestly say that of every make-out session I'd ever had this one was the most spectacular, firework seeing experience of my life.

When we separated my brain felt fuzzy and when I opened my eyes and saw her it got even worse. She had a slight tinge of pink in her cheeks and her lips were puffy and slightly red because of the force we put into that one kiss but when I reached her eyes I noticed that they were still closed so I rub her cheek a couple of times feeling the smooth skin there but her eyes suddenly pop open and she's taking my hand into hers and pushing it away from her while she's standing up, ready to leave.

"No please Katniss don't leave."

"I'm sorry, I just. We shouldn't have done that. I should go."

She got loose of my hold and practically ran into the elevator leaving me alone with a heavy weight in my heart from rejection.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait but here's the chapter and I hope the kiss made up for the wait :)

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