The Games We Played
Welcome to Chapter 5. This chapter will encompass the first 4 chapters as seen through Cato's eyes. I call it my "bonus" chapter. I hope you all like it as much as I liked writing it.
Rolyn: I was thrilled to see your review! Yeah, Peeta did get upset quickly. It was for a reason that will actually show up in Chapter 7. I hope that you are okay with that. Peeta is pretty secretive about his past with his mother and what happened when he was 11. I'm glad you liked the last chapter. I hope you like seeing the first couple of chapters from Cato's POV.
MangoMagic: Your review made me smile. Thank you for the compliment about my managing so many characters. It's fun for me to try to keep them all involved in the story. I promise that the reason for Peeta's attitude towards Cato will be revealed soon. As for Cato not getting angry, that will be answered here. Enjoy
lincolnlog89: Sadly, I can't say what weapon Peeta will get in the arena just yet. I kind of liked the idea Peeta could use a weapon that Cato would be good with. As for the ninja stars, I just think they're cool. I just wanted him to be well rounded weapon wise. Does that make sense? Peeta noticing Cato's freckles on his nose was definitely a subtle detail that I thought needed to be mentioned. (I think light freckles across the nose are kinda cute.) Getting 12 tributes out is definitely going to be a challenge. I haven't gotten that far yet so I really can't say how it will come out. As for Finny, I almost had Peeta going down to his room the night before going into the arena and getting some heated Finny lovin'. But then Cato got in my head and told me how disappointed he'd be ;) I actually like Peeta with Cato, Finnick, and even Marvel (if done right).
johandasu: I'm so happy you love my story. Your kind words about the character developments and the dynamic elements of the relationships made my day. Poor Finnick just can't help himself where Peeta is concerned and it definitely brought out a side of him that isn't very good. As for the aftermath of Peeta and Cato's interaction, sadly, it will be at least 2 chapters away. And I will definitely keep you in mind if I need anything! Thank you.
Chapter 5 - Bonus Chapter – Cato's Thoughts from Reaping thru the Night before Going to the Arena
Cato Canelos was sitting on the train. It would be leaving soon for the Capitol. He was ready for this. He was going to win the games and then take down the Capitol. He thinks about he got here.
Cato had trained for this his entire life. He was supposed to volunteer last year but the elders decided to wait one more year. He had been angry at first. Now he's glad. More tributes means more kills for him which will bring him greater glory and pride to his district. But those thoughts conflict with his rebel training. When he was 6, his trainer's name was Boggs. But Boggs had quit the academy before Cato's 7th birthday. He told Cato that he would meet him in the woods outside the district to say good bye in one week. Cato almost didn't go. Now, he's glad he did. Boggs had introduced Cato to three people, Holmes, Leeg 1, and Leeg 2. The fourth person there he knew, District 2's newest victor Lyme. They offered to give him a different type of training but it came with rules. One - he couldn't tell anybody. Two – he was training to be part of an army. Three – that army was going to fight the Capitol. Cato agreed, mainly because he wanted the different type of training. When Clove became his training partner 3 years later – she had followed him into the woods and got caught by Holmes - Cato had asked why there weren't others training with them. Holmes explained that due to District 2 being so close to the Capitol and it being the district that trains peacekeepers, it was safer to train less people. Then he said something Cato would never forget, "And no one ever said you were the only ones being trained."
Eight years later…
After the reaping, Cato visits with his family. His parents, stiff and formal, tell him to bring pride to the family, to the district. His younger brother Gaius and little sister Cleo give him hugs. They tell him they'll see him after the games as if it's a given conclusion. They leave. Cato isn't expecting any other visitors due to the fact his only friend was going into the games with him. So he is very shocked when Lyme walks in before it's time to head for the train. She walks up to him and hugs him. This is very unusual but Cato lets it happen. She then whispers in his ear, "There are going to be other tributes like you and Clove. Find them. Ally with them. You have sponsors from a long hidden district. See you at the training center." And with that, she left. The peacekeepers came and took him to the train.
The train began to move and brought Cato out of his thoughts. The reapings were about to come on. Clove sat down next to Cato. They were sitting apart from the other tributes. Cato doesn't even remember their names, they're that unimportant to him. He watches as District 1 comes on. Clove pokes him when she sees Glimmer, then again when she sees Marvel. The way they walked to the stage and stood there was unlike the rest. Cato knows that the pokes are to remember those faces. He watches themselves on the stage, noting that their posture is different than their district mates. Rather like Glimmer and Marvel. He watches the other districts, 3 and 4 nothing worth caring. District 5 has a girl who looks sneaky. He pokes Clove this time. Districts 6 through 10 bore him. Other than noting the young ones crying, he puts them out of his mind. District 11 brings him back to what he's supposed to be doing. The large dark skin boy whose physique matches Cato's and the little dark skinned girl who looks like she's walking on her toes catches his attention. Cato reads the names at the bottom of the screen, Thresh and Rue, as Clove pokes him. By the time it comes to district 12, Cato figures they're done. As the poorest district, 12 has some of the weakest tributes ever. 'How they ever had 2 Victors in the history of the games is a miracle' he thinks. He relaxes and closes his eyes, not really wanting to see the weakest be reaped. His eyes shoot open when he hears, "I volunteer as tribute!" He can hear the other four snicker, one saying, "Yeah, volunteering to be slaughtered. That's smart. I could kill her with my eyes closed." The other three laugh. But Cato takes a good look at the girl. She looks strong, like she's been eating enough to be healthy looking. He also notes that her arms have some muscle definition to them. When she stands by the two blondes, he sees that their arms are all similar. He catches the name Katniss. He makes a mental note to watch her carefully. Now the boys are called. An average height, dark blonde haired boy that looks well-toned that goes by the name of Rie. The next is a tall, dark haired, olive skinned boy that also looks toned. Cato wonders where the district had been hiding these kids or what had they been feeding them. Then it happens again, another volunteer! Two volunteers from the same poor district! Cato hears the volunteer tribute say 'well shit' as he walks to the boy he volunteered for, watches him hug the younger boy. Cato's certain that the blonde is whispering to the younger boy. It hits Cato that the younger boy looks like the Gale kid already on stage. 'Why would the blonde volunteer for some little kid that doesn't even look related?' Cato thinks before hearing the blonde, Peeta - the name on the bottom of the screen - say "He is my friend and he's family." Cato is truly confused now. Peeta looks like the other blonde, Rio? No, Rie, but calls the younger dark haired kid family. He watches the people of the district salute the 6 teens on the stage. He thinks about how they're standing on stage. He hears Clove whisper, "They look like we did on stage." Things are certainly interesting for these games.
They arrive at the Capitol. Cato is whisked, along with the other 2 males from his district, to begin getting ready for the opening parade. He is so wrapped in his thought about the 6 from district 12 that he finds himself dressed in a golden gladiator outfit with helmet and fake sword and standing by the District 2 carriage and not remembering how it all happened. He notices Clove next to him and she has a far off look on her face. He wonders if she's thinking about the District 12 kids too. That's when he sees the blonde out of the corner of his eye. It looks like he knows the District 7 mentor Johanna Mason. Now Peeta's hugging and kissing the District 4 Victor Finnick O'dair. Peeta is even more interesting than Cato initially believed. He sees Peeta leaving and finally notices how Peeta's costume molds to his body and shows so much. The smaller boy is way more muscular than Cato had originally thought. Cato finds that he likes it.
Cato is shocked to find he doesn't have time for anything else as he needs to be on the chariot. When his chariot is about three quarters of the way through the route he feels, then sees and hears the change in the crowd. He looks at the jumbo screens that line the route. The district 12 tributes look awesome. The two in front look like glowing coals. The two in the middle are on fire. Wait, on fire? Cato tries to see the male. Oh my! It's Peeta and he's burning! Cato wants to go and put him out. He knows he's screwing up any chances with sponsors but doesn't care. He barely registers that the two in back look like smoke. He only sees Peeta. Clove kicks him and he's able to look away. He stares at Peeta again while the president speaks. Hell, everyone is staring at District 12. He catches Peeta's smile. It was stunning. Once they're back to the underground facility, he looks for Peeta again. He locks eyes with Peeta when he finds him. But then his mentor, Haymitch, pulls them all away. That night, as Cato lay in bed, he tried to think of a way to talk to Peeta without anyone else seeing. He wanted someone like Peeta in his alliance. And maybe something more? That thought shakes Cato to his core. He never thought he'd feel that way, especially going to the games.
The next morning in the training room, he notices that the District 12 tributes are in pairs. None of them go to any weapon stations. They stick to the survival stations through lunch. Clove comes to talk to him about the plan to keep away from the rest of the 'careers' as they heard themselves called by the poorer districts. Marvel and Glimmer join them to see if the four of them can sit together. Clove then gestures over to the survival stations, noting what Cato already noticed. He watches them at lunch. They seem like they are all friends. He can see Peeta talking. He can't make out what they're talking about but the others seem to be listening to him. Cato wonders if he's their leader. If he is, it will be all that much harder for Cato to get him into his own alliance. After lunch, he sees them going to the agility station then the obstacle course. He sees them there for the next two hours. He sees the group by the trainers before they head to the hand-to-hand combat station for the rest of the training session. Cato can see that they're faking that they're beginners. The movements are too well done, too precise for them to be first timers. What are they playing at? Cato wonders. That night he talks to his mentor Lyme privately. She thinks they're hiding something as well and tells Cato to keep watching them. He's to report back to her tomorrow.
The next morning in training he sees they're still in pairs but different couplings. The Fire Boy is with the Girl on Fire today. They're once again in the survival stations. But after lunch there's a change. Two of them go to the archery station and two more go to the knife throwing station. Peeta and the fire girl split up - he goes to the weight training station and she goes back to the edible plant station. Strange. A little later he sees the girl from 12 at the archery station talking to Glimmer. Is the district 12 girl helping her? Why? Then he sees Clove talking to the pair from 12. He's stunned. He turns and sees the Girl on Fire talking to the little girl from 11. Then he hears the loud bangs coming from the weight station. He looks over just in time to see Peeta throwing a weight over his head at the wall. Shit, the boy can throw! It hits the wall. Cato watches as he keeps throwing heavier and heavier weights until he hits 200 lbs.! Cato sees Marvel go to talk to Peeta. When Marvel heads back to the spear station, Cato gives him the 'what are you thinking' look and Marvel returns it with an 'I'm going to figure out what's going on' look. That night, Cato talks to Lyme about his observations – Glimmer talking with one pair of 12, Clove with another pair, The Girl on Fire meeting up with the little girl from 11, and lastly, Peeta throwing weights up to 200lbs. over his head and the dents they left. Lyme tells him to talk to him tomorrow after training and before dinner. At dinner, Clove brought up Peeta's accomplishments. As soon as they were done eating, Brutus dragged Cato to the training room to throw some weights as Peeta had done. Cato could not throw half as far as Peeta.
The next morning when Cato wakes up, he finds himself looking forward to the end of practice and getting to talk to Peeta. In the training center that morning, he watches the group from 12 doing the agility station and obstacle course. He's rather impressed that they spent the entire morning running, climbing, and dodging obstacles with barely breaking a sweat. They had to have some type of training and Cato is determined to get answers. At lunch, he feels a pair of eyes on him. He turns and sees Peeta looking at him with an indiscernible look on his face. Cato can't pull his eyes away from Peeta's blue ones. Unfortunately Peeta looks away when a roll hits him in the head. He watches as Peeta gets up and leaves with the tall dark haired boy. Cato jumps up and follows. He hears a little of their conversation. Something about Peeta hurting someone, a 'him', and 8 days until the arena. He sees the tall boys hand on Peeta's shoulder, comfortingly. Cato's interest is reaching an all-time high. He wants to know this kid personally. Back in the training room, the three boys from 12 are at the weight station and the girls are at the weapons station where they stay until the bell rings to end training.
Cato rushes to the elevator and then to his room for a quick shower before going to see Peeta. He steps out into the District 12 apartment. It's impressive. He sneaks down the hall without getting seen. He sees a storage closet to hide in when he hears someone opening their door. He hopes it isn't Peeta. It's not. He watches, as one by one, the tributes, Haymitch, and the District 12 escort leaves their rooms. Except for Peeta. Cato figured out which room was Peeta's as he hasn't come out yet. Luck is on his side. He goes to the door and knocks. He hears Peeta call for him to come in. He opens the door and catches Peeta putting on some jeans. He hears Peeta say, "Sorry it's taking so long, was enjoying my shower."
Cato smirks, replying "And how exactly were you enjoying your shower, 12?"
Peeta quickly pulls his pants up, "Can I help you 2?"
Cato knows he has to act quickly. He checks the hallway before closing the door. "I think you know why I'm here. You and your friends aren't exactly what I expected. I think you're more. Clove and I are going to be on the roof later tonight. I want you, just you, to meet us there. No one else." Cato turns and leaves but not before noticing the look of shock and fear on Peeta's face. Why was he afraid? Cato didn't think he was being very intimidating. He shrugs it off as he sneaks back to the elevator and back to his floor. He goes to tell Lyme that contact was made and then goes to Clove's room to let her in on their trip to the roof later tonight. Clove is thrilled to be included in the meeting. They go to dinner then wait for the other 4 tributes to go to their rooms. After waiting just over an hour, they're able to sneak out and head to the roof. On the way up, Clove bets Cato that Peeta won't be there. They step out the doors. Peeta's already there.
"Hey 12, wasn't sure you'd be here. Guess I owe you $5 Cato." Clove pouts, Cato smirks.
Peeta turned around at the sound of Clove's voice. "So, here I am. What is it you think you know about us 2?"
"You in a hurry 12? Don't you want to talk to us? Get to know us a little?" Clove asks, laughing.
"No, I'm not in a hurry, just tired. Rough morning and I woke early today. Plus, we have training again in the morning."
Cato and Clove sit on either side of Peeta. "Don't really care about your personal problems, Fire Boy." Cato says, playing up his persona. He sees Peeta flinch at the nickname. "What we're really interested in is that 'show' you put on with the weights the other day. Even our mentor was impressed when I told him. Said no one's ever done that."
"So, I've heard" comments Peeta dryly.
"Yeah, well, he made Cato there go and try himself. Couldn't even reach half the distance." Clove snickers.
Peeta looks at Cato, eyes wide in shock. Cato laughs at his reaction. "What can I say? It's harder than you made it look. But that's not the reason we're here. It's you and your band of misfits. We know that all of you are better at things than you appear. You guys are holding back. We're just curious as to why."
Cato notices Peeta pause before sighing. "I really don't want to tell you anything without the rest of my friends. We are a team. But we have a feeling about the two of you." He looks at Clove. "Plus, I don't really relish the thought of a knife in my back."
Clove laughs. "It could still happen."
Peeta just shakes his head. He continues before Cato says something. "You're right. We have been holding back." Cato smirks but Peeta continues. "Katniss, Gale, and I are hunters. We sneak through the fence that surrounds our district to get meat for our families. Been doing it since Katniss and I were 11. Gale was 12. Delly, Madge, and Rie joined us a couple years later."
"Oh, a bad boy. I'm impressed!" exclaims Clove.
"Shut it Clove. There's more to his story and I want to hear it." Cato says. He's impressed as well.
Cato hears Peeta sigh as he stands and faces them. "Cato's right. There's more." Cato and Clove are shocked that Peeta just said Cato's name. "We had met someone in the forest. This person told us of a rebellion being planned against the Capitol. This person introduced us to 3 people who trained us to fight. When we were reaped, our training leader told us to be on the lookout for others who have been trained like us. We were told to invite them to join us."
"Right, and have you seen any?" asks Clove.
Peeta looks at her. "Yes, we believe so."
"Who?" asks Cato smugly.
"I don't want to say as I'm not sure if they would want me to tell you."
Cato stands in front of Peeta menacingly. He sees Peeta standing his ground. "And why the hell not? Afraid we'll get them to turn against you?"
"No. First they haven't agreed to join us. We –"
"You've already talked to them?" Clove asks incredulously. "We haven't even been here a full week yet!"
Peeta turns to Clove who is now standing next to Cato. "Yes. Our first meeting was last night. Our other meeting was earlier tonight. We told them what I've told you and let them have time to decide whether or not they want to join us." Cato watches Peeta take a step back, his back against the railing. "We also think you two are like us and were trying to think of a way to get you to meet us. Guess you beat us to the punch. So, my turn to ask some questions. Have you been approached to join the rebellion?"
Cato and Clove share a smirk. "We have. But why would we join you?" asks Cato.
"Sorry, I'm asking the questions now." Peeta says confidently. "Are you going to tell anyone about us?"
"Not if you answer the question." Clove says snidely.
"Fine. If we can get the other specially trained tributes to join us in the arena we can expect further orders from our commander." Peeta says.
"Who's your commander?" demands Cato, getting fed up with Peeta.
"Boggs. He, Jackson, and Mitchell are our trainers."
"Boggs? You know Boggs? He was a trainer at the academy when we were younger. How is he?" asks Clove excitedly.
"He's well. So, do we join forces or what?" Peeta directs his question to Cato.
"I want to know who you've talked to. We don't just want to be teamed up with anyone." replies Cato.
"You're putting me in a corner and I don't appreciate it Cato! Will you at least give me your word that if I tell you, that you won't say anything to them? In return, I will tell you if they decide to join us as soon as we find out."
Cato gives Peeta a look that scares him. "We won't say anything. Now tell us!"
Cato's shocked that Peeta looks relieved. "Last night we met with Glimmer and Marvel from District one and earlier tonight Rue and Thresh from District 11." Clove's face is shocked. Peeta continues. "They admitted to us that they have had training and are deciding on whether or not to join us. If you will answer one more question for me, we can decide where to go from here. Have you guys been trained for the rebellion?"
It's Clove that answers. "Yes. How did you know?"
"It was a feeling Madge had. She observed how you two never really talked with the others from Districts 1, 2, and 4. Well, except for Glimmer and Marvel. Then there's the way you move. Rie noticed that you are always seemed aware of your surroundings, like we are." He turns to Cato. "We really do want you guys to be part of our group in the arena. We were going to talk to you two and let you think about what we were offering."
Cato looks at the younger boy. "We, too, were told to look for others. We just didn't believe there were any. Then you threw those weights. Even if your group wasn't trained, we were going to ask you, Peeta, to join us – just you. But now circumstances changed." He looks at Clove who nods at him before turning back to Peeta. "We're in. BUT, we are not going to be all buddy-buddy with you guys in training. We have to keep up appearances."
With that, Cato and Clove leave Peeta alone on the roof. They see Finnick O'dair getting off the elevator as they get in. Cato tells Clove to go on ahead, that he's going to give this information some thought. Clove smirks at him as the elevator doors close. He goes back to the roof and hides around the corner to listen to the two talk. He's shocked to hear that Peeta and Finnick were in a relationship that apparently ended bad. It had to be Finnick that Peeta and the dark haired kid were talking about before. Then it hits Cato. Peeta likes boys. That information gives Cato something new to think about. He hears Finnick tell Peeta to go to bed. He waits until they both leave before heading back to his own room. His last thought before falling asleep was of Peeta's smile.
The next evening before dinner, Cato goes to Lyme and tells her about the meeting the night before. She was stunned that all 6 teens from District 12 were trained rebels and glad that Cato and Clove agreed to ally with them. The news about Rue and Thresh surprised her but Glimmer and Marvel wasn't so much a surprise. Lyme tells Cato that when the alliance is complete, she'll go to the mentors of the other rebels and figure out what to do from there. At dinner, Brutus announces that the night before the interviews, all the districts will be gathered at the stage where the interviews will be held. The President and the game makers have an announcement they want to make to the tributes. Cato and Clove share a worried look. What could the President have to say?
The last day of training, Peeta kept his promise. As he headed to the agility station, he looked at Cato and mouthed that District 11 was in. Cato was a little shocked but glad. Now he was just waiting for word about Glimmer and Marvel. He's not supposed to know that they've talked to 12 but he was getting tired of waiting for them to make a decision.
After dinner, Cato finds himself lying in bed thinking. Tomorrow is the private session with the game makers. He knows he's ready. He's going to show them his sword work, some knife work, and maybe some hand-to-hand. He stands up to get ready for bed. He strips down to his boxers when there's a knock at the door. He goes and opens it. Seeing Peeta standing there shocks him but he quickly recovers and invites him in. As Peeta walks by him, Cato sees the red creeping up his cheeks.
"What can I do for you Peeta?"
Peeta turns and looks at him in the eyes. "I came to tell you that Glimmer and Marvel are in."
Cato raises a brow. "And this couldn't wait until you saw me tomorrow before the private sessions?"
Peeta stutters, "I, uh. Well, um." He takes a deep breath and tries again. "Look, I promised that as soon as I knew they were in I'd tell you. I keep my promises."
Cato smiles. He respects those who keep their word. "Fair enough. I like that in my allies, keeping their word. So, do you have to go back to your floor right away or can you stay and talk for a little while?"
"You want me to stay and talk? Why?" asks Peeta
Cato hears the shock in Peeta's voice. He laughs and gestures to a couch. Peeta leads the way, sitting as far away from Cato as he can. As soon as they're both sitting, Cato answers Peeta's question. "We're going to be working together in the arena soon. Shouldn't we know a little something about each other? Build some trust?"
"I guess so. What do you want to know?" Peeta asks skeptically, looking at his hands folded in his lap.
"Why did you volunteer for that kid?" Cato asks bluntly.
Peeta sighs. "I couldn't let him come and fight against 71 other kids. And as you pointed out, he is a kid." Cato knows he's leaving out something but lets it go. "Why did you volunteer?"
"To bring honor to my family and district." Cato replies as if it was obvious. "How old are you?"
Peeta looks at Cato confused, "17. Why?"
"The others seem to defer to you, like you're the leader. It's why I wanted to talk to just you the other night." Cato shrugs. "Are you the oldest in your group?"
Peeta smiles, "No, Gale and Rie are both 18. The rest of us are 17. And I'm no leader. We work as a team, equals. We listen to each other's opinions and work towards a common goal together." He looks at Cato. "How old are you?"
"I'm 18." Cato pauses. "Uh." He turns to the wall in front of him, trying to find a way to ask Peeta if he's into boys.
"What is it Cato? You can say it. We're trying to build trust here, remember?" asks Peeta.
Cato looks at Peeta, a small smile on his lips. "Do you have a girlfriend?" It wasn't the question he wanted to ask. He really wanted to know if he wanted a boyfriend. He knew about the boy and Finnick. He heard their conversation.
Peeta chuckles, "Really? 'Do you have a girlfriend?' That's what you got hung up on?" Cato gives Peeta a sour look. Peeta gets serious. "No. I never had one. I was way too busy living my life. Do you have a girlfriend?" Cato notices the way he sounded disgusted at the idea that he would have a girlfriend. It piques Cato's interest. He wants to learn more about this fellow rebel.
Cato answers the question by shaking his head and saying, "No. I also was too busy." He notes that Peeta looks surprised but tries to cover by looking at the alarm clock.
"I better get back to my room. We have a big day tomorrow." Peeta says as he stands and begins to head to the door.
Cato doesn't want him to go yet but knows that they'll have another chance to talk. Instead he speaks gently, "Good night Peeta. I'll see you tomorrow."
Peeta looks back at Cato, responding just as gently, "Good night, Cato." Then he's out the door.
Cato feels like he is missing something with Peeta gone. He likes the little faces Peeta made when he's thinking. He thinks Peeta's laugh is melodic. Cato shakes the feelings off. He needs to be thinking about his private session with the game makers. He gets up off the couch and goes to bed. Peeta was right about one thing, it's going to be a big day.
Cato wakes an hour earlier than normal. While in the shower, he decides that he wants to spend more time with Peeta. He gets out, gets dressed, and goes to the dining room to have breakfast before going to see Peeta. He runs to Clove's room to let her know where he's going and what he's doing. She wishes him luck as he leaves.
When he gets to Peeta's room, he knocks but got no answer. So, not wanting to be seen, he goes in. He walks over to Peeta's bed as the bathroom door is thrown open. He turns to see Peeta wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Cato realizes Peeta has a rockin' hot body! He also sees the shock on Peeta's face.
"What are you doing here Cato?" Peeta asks.
"I just wanted to come by and ask if you wanted to train together this morning before the private sessions." Cato replies nonchalantly, hoping Peeta will agree.
"Sure. I can do that. What kind of training do you want to do?" Peeta asks getting his clothes together.
"I was thinking maybe the weight station and the hand-to-hand. Is that okay with you?" Cato asks, turning his back to Peeta, allowing him some privacy to get dressed.
"Sounds good." Peeta says. Cato can hear him putting on his clothes. "Have you already eaten? Because I can just grab a roll and a piece of fruit to eat on the way down."
"Yeah, I ate before coming up. I can wait downstairs for you to eat. I didn't mean to interrupt your morning." Cato says sounding apologetic.
"You didn't interrupt and I'll go down with you. Let's go." Peeta says. His touch on Cato's arm makes him jump. "Sorry." Peeta says.
Cato just smiles at Peeta. "Lead the way, Peeta."
The two walk to the dining room in a comfortable silence. There's no one there. Peeta grabs a biscuit, an orange, and a bottle of water. He turns to Cato, "Ready?"
"Yep. Let's go."
Cato watches as Peeta eats quickly as they ride the elevator down to the training room. Cato and Peeta go to the weight station. They stretch before they start with squats. They're on the third set of reps before the other tributes start showing up. They head to the hand-to-hand station where they wrestle and practice mock fighting with various martial arts moves. Cato is impressed with Peeta's control with his kicks and jabs. About an hour before lunch, he sees the peacekeepers talking to the tributes about their private sessions. Cato gives his instructions at the same time as Peeta. When they've finished, they head to the lunch room. Cato sits by Clove. He watches Peeta with his friends. He really wishes he was over there. He likes being in Peeta's presence. He knows he shouldn't, that he should be the brute everyone thought him to be. After eating, he heads to the benches and waits for his turn to be called. He's ready for this. It's what he spent his time in the academy for.
When it's finally his turn to go in, he takes a last look at Peeta. He smiles and is rewarded with a smile back. He goes in. He walks to the center of the room next to a table that has two swords, some knives, a couple axes, and a mace. With a loud clear voice he looks up to the game makers and says, "Cato Canelos, District 2 tribute." He starts with the knives, throwing with deadly accuracy on the dummies. He then throws the axes, again with deadly precision. He picks up the swords. As he walks to a fresh set of dummies, he's spinning and twirling the swords around him. He's spinning them fast enough that when the first body part comes off he could see one of the Avox's against the back wall jump. He can see the impressed faces of the game makers from the corner of his eye. One wouldn't think that a boy of size and stature could move so gracefully. He throws the swords into a dummy and picks up the mace. He is swinging it with such force that the heads of the dummies fly right off. Seneca thanks him and he heads back to his room.
After having dinner, Cato decides to go to the roof and relax. When he steps into the elevator, he sees Peeta. And he looks upset.
"It wasn't that bad, was it Peeta?" Cato asked worriedly.
Peeta grimaced, "I think I did well, but –"
"But what?"
"I did something really stupid. GAH!" Cato watches Peeta run his hands through his hair. He looks at Cato. "I shot a flaming arrow at the game makers. I mean, it hit the wall behind them but still." He looks away ashamed.
Cato turns him around and put his hands on his shoulders. "Let's go to the roof and you can tell me the whole story, okay?"
Cato pushes the button for the roof as the doors open to the 12th floor. He hears Peeta breathe a sigh of relief as the doors close again. Once on the roof, they head over to the bench in the garden and sit down. Peeta puts his elbows on his knees and laces his fingers in his hair. Cato lets him have the time he needs to gather his thoughts. He doesn't jump when Peeta finally speaks.
"I was ready to go, the table was sitting there with everything I asked for. I looked up at the game makers and did my introduction but none of them even looked at me. So I ran to the fire station and lit a fire. I ran back, grabbed the bow and an arrow which I dipped in some paint. Then I lit the tip of the arrow. I shot it high up on the wall behind the game makers. Once I had their attention, I did my stuff – threw some knives and stars, shot some moving targets, then threw some weights, and ended cutting some dummies with a Katana. Seneca Crane thanked me and I got into the elevator. Now here we are." Peeta says.
Cato is impressed. He reached over and grabs Peeta's hand. "I think that had I been in your shoes, I would've done the same thing. They're there to watch you." Cato pauses, thinking. "What were they doing when you shot at them anyway?"
He's rewarded with one of Peeta smiles. "There was a roasted pig on a table that most of the game makers were picking at. And some were drinking and singing. Seneca Crane was just standing there looking pleased with himself."
Cato can feel Peeta staring at him. He likes how it makes him feel. He's surprised when Peeta speaks.
"How did you know I was in the elevator?" Peeta asks.
"I didn't. I was actually on my way here. I just wanted to clear my head. You being on the elevator was a nice surprise. I'm just sorry that you had a rough session."
He sees Peeta blush and look down. "Thank you Cato."
Cato puts a finger under Peeta's chin and turns his face towards his own. "You're welcome Peeta" he says softly before leaning in and giving him a quick, soft kiss. He hadn't planned on kissing Peeta yet but took a chance.
Peeta is looking at Cato with eyes wide. Cato worries he shouldn't have kissed him. Neither boy moved, looking at each other in the eyes. Cato notices little silver-gray specks in Peeta's beautiful blue eyes and his impossibly long blonde eyelashes. He stares until he hears someone walking towards them. Cato pulls his hand away and sits up as Katniss walks up.
"Peeta! Here you are. Everyone is looking for you." She looks at Cato. "Oh, hey Cato."
"Hi Katniss." Cato replies. He listens as Katniss and Peeta talk.
"So Peeta, how come you're up here? Haymitch wanted to talk to you about your session."
"Tell Haymitch I'll be down soon please. I just need a few more minutes." Peeta says.
"Sure thing Peeta. Good night Cato." She turns and leaves the two boy alone again.
Peeta and Cato just sit there, neither talking. Cato's still worried that it was too soon to kiss Peeta. Suddenly, he stands up and says "We better get you back to your floor before someone else comes for you." He holds out his hand. Peeta looks up and takes the offered hand. Cato helps him to stand. He doesn't let go of Peeta's hand until they get to his floor. He notes Peeta's hands are soft, yet strong. As Peeta gets out Cato says "I'll see you in the morning."
"Meet me here at 8." Peeta tells him before the doors shut. Cato pushes the button for his floor, a smile on his lips. He can't help thinking about spending more time with Peeta.
The next morning he heads up to get Peeta. Peeta's waiting when the doors open. They both say 'Good morning' at the same time and laugh. Cato asks Peeta to shoot some arrows before anyone else shows up. He applauds each Bullseye. They head over to the obstacle course and run it twice when Clove comes over and wants to run it with Peeta. From there they run the stamina course with the other tributes from 12. Cato is paired with Katniss. He's surprised when she asks, "What's going on with you and Peeta?" Cato can hear the hint of worry in her voice.
"We're just talking, getting to know each other as allies, nothing more." He replies, seeing Peeta shaking his head from the corner of his eye. Katniss seems to accept his answer and they're soon taking their turn on the course. The group heads to lift weights when Glimmer and Marvel join them. Soon it's time for lunch. Clove and Cato head to their floor.
After lunch, Cato goes to his room to think. Lyme told him he was ready for his interview and to just enjoy his chance to relax for the time being. He sits on his bed, leaning against the headboard. His thoughts are of Peeta. The younger boy intrigues him. He thinks about earlier that day. Cato doesn't understand why Katniss sounded worried or why Peeta shook his head. He wonders if it has anything to do with that Finnick guy. The more he thinks about it, the more he's sure of it. He had listened in on a private conversation between the two. Could that be the reason Peeta didn't want him to answer that Katniss chick's question? Did she know about Cato kissing Peeta? Getting frustrated with his thoughts, Cato gets off his bed and starts doing push-ups. He doesn't like to just sit around. He's in the middle of doing sit-ups when Clove comes in.
"Hey Muscle Man, dinner is in 15 minutes. You may want to get a shower. You stink."
Cato stands up, pulling his sweat covered shirt off. He throws it at her as he walks to the bathroom. "It smells of my victory." He says laughing at her as it hits her.
"Eww, that's disgusting you pig!" Clove screams at him. "Just make sure your there lil' piggy, *snort, snort*. And remember, paybacks are a bitch." She stomps out, slamming the door.
After dinner, Cato sits between Clove and Lyme on the couch to watch the scores. He doesn't really care about everyone's scores, only those that he's teaming up with. He's glad to see Marvel and Glimmer got 9's. When Clove saw her 10, she turned to Cato and said, "Top that, hot shot!" Moments later when his 11 popped up, he turned to her and said, "Just did squirt!" He watched her pout. He tuned out until he heard her whisper "District 11". He saw little Rue's 8 and Thresh's 10. Then it was District 12's turn. Cato worried about Peeta's score. He knew what Peeta did but feared the game makers would retaliate. He saw Delly get a 9, Madge an 8, Katniss a 10 (that surprised him), Rie an 8, and Gale a 9. Then it showed Peeta's face. Below it flashed an 11! Cato was thrilled for Peeta. He looked over to the other 4 tributes from his district and saw them scowling. He really hoped that none of them would be near Peeta in the arena. They'd go after him for sure. Lyme stood up and motioned for Cato and Clove to join her saying that they were going to work on their strategy. They got into the elevator, joining Cashmere, Gloss, Marvel, and Glimmer. They stopped again on 11 picking up Chaff, Seeder, Thresh, and Rue before getting off on 12. Cato was not happy to see Finnick there. He joined the other teens while the mentors went to the roof to talk. When they came back, Lyme asked Cato, Marvel, Thresh, and Peeta to join her on the roof.
When they reached the garden she said, "This is the plan. Once the entire group of 12 of you are together, you will be receiving your first sponsor gift from 13. You will be given a clue as to when the rescue will happen. The plan is to get the 12 of you out of the arena. I can't give you any more than that. Even I do not know how it will happen. Before you ask as to why the four of you were picked, the other mentors and I felt that a male from each district should know what's going on in the event something should happen. Peeta, as you had the highest score for you district, you were chosen." Cato looked at Peeta who looked shocked. "That, plus Haymitch, Finnick, and Johanna's recommendations. They gave you very high praises – saying how you overcame a painful childhood and one of the strongest people they know. I personally don't think they meant just physically." Peeta face would put a tomato to shame. Cato noticed Marvel and Thresh looking at Peeta too. Peeta shakes his head, letting them know now was not the time. Lyme continues, "So, you four have your orders. Gather the group, keep them safe, and wait for your rescue clue. Got it?" The four boys nod. "Good, let's head back now."
Cato makes sure to stay right behind Peeta when they get back. He really wanted to know what happened to Peeta as a child. He felt an overwhelming need to protect him, not that Peeta couldn't take care of himself. He looks up and sees Finnick scowling at him. He leans close to Peeta's ear and whispers "I don't think he likes me being this close to you" before going over to talk to Clove. He watches Peeta and Finnick go to talk in private scowling. He catches Peeta's eye roll and smirks. He watches Peeta come back from his talk with Finnick and sit on the couch. He fights the urge to go over and wrap his arms around him. He sees Gale and Katniss talking to him. They get up and wish everyone a good night. Lyme comes over and tells him and Clove it's time to go. He sees Peeta get up and join the rest of his team to say good night. Cato catches Peeta's eye and mouths "Roof, hour". Peeta nods tiredly. Cato knows it's going to have to be a quick meeting.
Back on his floor, he says good night to Lyme and Clove. He waits 15 minutes before sneaking to the roof. He starts to think about the plan to gather everyone. With 71 other tributes, it will be a difficult challenge.
Cato is deep in thought when he hears Peeta say hi.
"Hey, you came. I wasn't sure you would because you looked a little tired."
"I was curious." Peeta shrugs at him.
"It's about the plan. I can't stop thinking about it. I highly doubt that the twelve of us are going to be by each other. There are 60 other tributes to separate us."
He watches Peeta think about this. "I think that's why they have the four of us being the leaders, to make sure we gather everyone together."
"I understand that." Cato says, frustration lacing his voice. "But what if –"
Peeta cuts him off, "Maybe we should let Rie and Gale in on the plan. That would be six of us to gather everyone."
Cato considers what Peeta said. It would be helpful to let them in on the plan. "That could work. I mean we have no idea what to expect in the arena and it could help." He relaxes a little. "I wonder what the president and the game makers are going to tell us tomorrow." he continues.
"Most likely some crazy twist. There's never been this many tributes before. I bet it's something to ensure a bloodbath that's never been seen before." Peeta's voice changes. "Are we going to go to the cornucopia? To get weapons?" Cato thinks he sounds worried.
"I think we should. But with more tributes from Districts 1, 2, and 4 I just don't know. You can be sure that they'll come after Glimmer, Marvel, Clove, and me. We were supposed to be part of the group. Not that I ever wanted to team up with any of them."
They sit there, deep in their own thoughts. Cato wants to ask him about Lyme's comment about Peeta's past when he sees him yawn.
"You're tired Peeta. I should've never asked you up here. You should go to bed."
Peeta stands but Cato stays where he is. "Aren't you coming?"
"No. I have too much going on in my head. You go on ahead. I'll see you tomorrow." Cato looks up at Peeta. "Good night."
"Don't stay up here too much longer. You should get some sleep too. Good night Cato." Peeta turns and leaves.
As Cato gets ready to go, Clove shows up. "Hey Muscles, why are you up here so late?"
"Hey Clover, just thinking about things. Specifically, going into the arena. It seemed so much easier to think that we'd just have to worry about the two of us getting out. Now we have 10 more people. Tell me you think that we'll all get rescued."
He hears Clove sigh. "I can't Cato. I have the same worries. But I truly want to believe it. I'm really worried about little Rue. She's so tiny and young. She should never have been reaped. She should have had someone like Katniss or even Peeta to stand up for her."
"Someone like Peeta? A guy can't volunteer for a girl Clove."
"No shit Sherlock! I meant that Peeta volunteered for that young boy who wasn't his family. Someone should've done that for Rue."
"Wow. The Ice Queen has feelings. I like this side of you." Cato says gently.
"Well, don't get used to it. And if you tell anyone, I'll gut you myself."
Cato raises his hands in a gesture of surrender. "I won't. I promise."
"Thanks. So, what's going on with you and Bread Boy?"
"Bread Boy?"
Clove rolls her eyes. "His name is Peeta, like the bread. Hence the name, Bread Boy."
Cato shakes his head and stares off into the distance. "I think I like him. He's kind and strong, gentle, caring, talented, and good looking. He makes me want to be a better person. Geez, I sound like a love sick teenage girl."
Clove snickers, "Well, you certainly don't look like one, Muscles. Have you told him yet?"
"No. I don't think he's ready to hear it."
"Why do you say that?" Clove asks, curiosity lacing her voice.
Cato looks her in the eye, "What I'm about to tell you never leaves here, got it?" She nods and he continues. "The night we talked to Peeta and we saw Finnick get off the elevator, I stayed behind. I eavesdropped on their conversation. I found out they were together at one time. When they broke up, it apparently hurt Peeta really bad. Now, I think Finnick wants Peeta back."
"Do you think Peeta wants Finnick back?"
Cato looks at her with eyes filled with sadness. "I honestly don't know."
"Well, until you do, I say let the boy know you're interested. Show him, tell him. Just go for it. Now if we're done with all this mushy crap, let's go to bed."
They get up and head to their floor, saying good night when they reach their respective doors.
Cato is not happy. He does not understand why he has to wear flowers around his ankles. It's bad enough to have them on his head. Lyme makes him stand in front of a full length mirror. When he sees the full outfit, he can't help but think he looks great. The red board shorts sit just low enough to see his entire abs clearly. He's ready to go, anxious to see how well Peeta looks. Wait, did he really just think that?
Clove finally comes out wearing an off the shoulder, red dress with white hibiscus flowers. It has an elastic waist and hangs to her knees. She looks very girlish, which Cato has never seen before. He's about to compliment her when she threatens him, "One word and your new name will be Dickless." He backs away and they head down.
Cato, in a rush to see Peeta, practically run out to the Luau. He spots the younger blonde with their other allies. Their eyes meet and Cato can see the way Peeta is looking at him lustfully. Maybe there is a chance for them. Before anything can be said to the new arrivals, the music stops and on the stage stands Seneca Crane.
"Welcome everyone! The festivities will start again in a moment. I have a couple things to say first. We have a special surprise for the tributes, a contest really, to take place after dinner. You will be paired up and compete in a competition. The winning pair will receive something that will help them in the arena. For now, continue to mingle amongst yourselves. Our special guests will be here in about 30 minutes. Thank you."
The group turns and looks at each other. Rie speaks first. "That was weird. I wonder what this contest will be."
"Probably something physical," Clove replies. "You know, like a relay race of some sort."
"It could be mentally challenging." pipes Rue smiling. "Some sort of brain teaser."
"Only you would like that pip squeak." Laughs Thresh.
"I just hope I get one of you as my partner," says Glimmer. "I don't really don't care who." Peeta sees her looking at Rie and Gale and shakes his head.
Changing the subject, Peeta turns to Clove and Cato. "So nice of you to join us tonight. How come you guys were so late? We're usually the ones that show up late." He says pointing at his friends and himself.
Clove turns red as Cato replies. "Clover refused to wear the swim suit outfit. She finally compromised with that dress."
"Yeah, whatever. Like you weren't complaining when they put those 'damn flowers' around your ankles." Clove snickered. "Geez, you were acting like a big baby." Everyone laughs except Cato who scowls. But it turns to a smile when Peeta winks at him.
Just then Seneca was back on the stage. "Our special guests are here. Please welcome your generous dinner sponsors." Walking on the stage were 10 of the most outrageously dressed Capitol citizens Peeta had ever seen. After the applause died down, Seneca continued. "These sponsors will be joining you at your tables to dine with you. Please take a seat and dinner will be served shortly. Thank you."
Clove manages to maneuver Cato to sit next to Peeta. He gives her a small smile to let her know he appreciates what she did. He can see Finnick from this point of view. He decides that when the time is right, Pretty Boy is going to learn he definitely has competition. His thoughts are interrupted by a woman who sits across from Peeta. She looks like a cat, whiskers and all. "Hello," she purrs. "My name is Tigris." Every 'S' sounding like a hiss.
"Hello. I'm Peeta. These are Clove, Cato, Delly, and Marvel." He says, pointing to the four closest to him.
"Ah, Peeta and Cato. The two highest scorers. How lucky for me to be at the same table as you. Tell me, how did you two manage to do that?"
"We can only tell you to watch us very carefully in the arena. It will amaze you." Cato replies, feeling Peeta's eyes on him.
Tigris's cat eyes twinkle, "Keeping it a secret huh? Very clever young man. I will definitely be watching the two of you." She points at them with her claw like fingers.
Avox's come to the table bringing dishes of roasted pig, Teriyaki Beef and Chicken, Shoyu Chicken, Huli Huli Chicken, Baked Mahi-Mahi, Lau Lau, Chicken Long Rice, Hawaiiain Poi, Lomilomi salmon, potato salad, Squid luau, Baked sweet potato, Taro rolls, tossed greens, Spinach salad, Pineapple chunks, papaya slices, watermelon, grapes, cantaloupe, strawberries, mangos, bananas, apples, and coconuts. While eating, the talking continues with Tigris asking the five tributes across from her questions about their districts. After dinner, the group of 12 tributes talked to the other 9 sponsors as they switched seats. Sometime while they were talking to the 5th or 6th sponsor, Cato had placed his arm on the back of Peeta's chair. Every once in a while Cato would take his thumb and rub it on Peeta's shoulder or back of his arm.
Soon, Seneca got up on stage and directed the kids to go to the training room. When they got there, they could see that it was changed from yesterday. All the weapons had been removed and survival stations cleared out. There was an obstacle course set up, but it was unlike the one that had been there earlier. This one looked like there were puzzle like games in between certain obstacles. Seneca explained that 6 pairs would run at a time. Six different races will run, winners of each race will compete in the final race to determine the winners.
Seneca began calling out tribute pairs. Peeta ended up with the red haired girl whose name was Camille. Cato was paired with a girl from 7. Clove was paired with a tall, skinny boy from 8. Cato and the girl from 7, her didn't bother to learn her name, came in second in their round behind Rue and the boy from 4 Peeta and Camille, Rue and the boy from 4, and Rie and the girl from three made it to the final round; they were up against a boy from 2 and a girl from 10, a girl from 1 and a boy from 6, and a boy from 4 and a girl from 9. When the final race started, Peeta and Camille were in the lead. Cato was cheering for Peeta and the red head girl, but they lost to Rue and her partner from 4. Seneca congratulated the pair and told them they'd get their prize before they entered the arena. He then sent the tributes to their floors.
The next day was a blur for Cato. He was ready to do his own interview and get into the arena. He doesn't even remember any of the interviews. All he could think about was going to the roof and hoping that Peeta would show up. He even contemplated sending a note through an Avox to meet him. He waited for 2 hours but no one showed. He almost went to Peeta's floor but decided against it. Tomorrow night he would confess everything and hope that Peeta would reciprocate his feelings.
Cato wakes up looking forward to seeing Peeta, wanting to see his beautiful smile. It's an unusual feeling for him. He has never felt like this before. Even his last relationship never felt like this. If it could even be considered a relationship. It was more like a way to relieve the stress and tension of his dual trainings.
All too soon, he finds himself ready for his interview. He's wearing black slacks, a silky looking dark blue button down shirt sleeves rolled up, and a black and dark blue striped tie. Cato thinks the shirt makes his muscles look magnificent and his eyes even brighter. He was supposed to wear a jacket, but his stylist didn't like the look as much. Clove even looks good in a black low cut V-neck cocktail dress. The asymmetrical skirt length is mid-thigh on left, knee length on right. It has a small diamond beading band around her ribs under her chest with a slightly larger jewel in the middle. Her black hair is pulled from her face with four French braids to the back of her head, where it then falls in soft curls to the middle of her back. they head down for their interviews.
In the waiting area, Cato sees him. Peeta is wearing black slacks, red dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a sunset orange vest, and black tie. His vest has flames glowing on it. Cato thinks Peeta looks great and was headed over to tell him when they're all called to the stage. Within minutes, the group from 2 is called to the stage by Caesar being questioned. Cato saunters over to his seat, giving Peeta a wink before sitting.
"Clove, we saw you volunteer. Did you volunteer for someone as did fellow tributes Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark?"
""Nah, I just volunteered for nothing. Ya know, for kicks and giggles. Seriously though, I volunteered because I want to win, DUH!" Clove says with a smirk.
"Cato, are you prepared for these games?"
"There are no other tributes that are as prepared and more brutal than I."
"Not even Peeta Mellark who happened to score an 11 like you?"
Cato knew he had to keep up appearances. "No, not even him." It was a lie. If anyone was as good as Cato, it would most definitely be Peeta.
"So Clove, would you care to tell us about your specialty weapon?"
"Yes Caesar, My weapon of choice is the knife. I have about 400 of them."
"Whoa there Clove, you think you have enough?"
"I'm adding new ones all the time. But if one doesn't watch out, I might just lose one." Smirks Clove.
"Cato, you're a very handsome young man. Is there anyone waiting for you back home?"
Cato hopes Peeta is listening. "No. There's no one at home waiting for me."
The interview is over and Cato goes back to his seat. He looks over at Peeta. He sees that Peeta seems to be distracted. Cato figures Peeta must be worried about the interview. He sits up a little straighter when District 12 is called. He sees Gale get Peeta's attention to go up. Cato hopes to learn a little more about Peeta. He learns more than he thought he would.
"Rie, Peeta is your younger brother. How does it feel knowing that you're going up against a family member?"
Cato watches Rie look at Peeta, "For many years, our relationship was non-existent. We only recently began to talk and trust one another. I wish he wasn't here with me. But, I will protect him with my life for as long as I can. And I know without a doubt he will do the same."
"Gale, your brother Rory was reaped and Peeta volunteered to take his place. How did that make you feel?"
"When I first heard Rory's name called, I was scared for him. I didn't want to have to see him possibly die. Then Peeta volunteered to take his place. I was relieved at first, then sad. Peeta has been my best friend and brother for 6 years. I didn't want him here either." Cato thinks he now knows how close Gale is to Peeta.
"Peeta, you are the second volunteer from District 12. When asked about the young boy you volunteered for, you called him your 'friend and brother'. Would you elaborate on that?"
Cato watches as an unknown emotion flashes over Peeta's face that he covers immediately. "I met Rory when I was 11 after an unfortunate accident that allowed me to meet Gale and Katniss whom I became friends with. Gale, Katniss, and I became inseparable, spending all our free time together which allowed me to get to know Rory. He became like a brother to me as did Gale while Katniss became like a sister."
"Very interesting. Gale, Katniss would either of you care to expand on how you met Peeta?"
Cato watches Katniss and Gale share a look before they turn to Peeta. Cato knows something is up. But he's just as shocked when he hears Rie's voice. "Peeta and I were arguing as we always did. It got physical and I pushed Peeta down some stairs. Katniss's mother is a healer. I couldn't carry Peeta by myself and saw Gale walking by our house. I got him to help get my brother help. It took many years for Peeta and I to work past what happened and now we're closer, friends even."
Cato is seething inside. He wants to get up and bash Rie's face. Then he catches Peeta smiling over at Rie. It confuses Cato. His brother admitted to hurting him on live television and Peeta smiles at him? Peeta has a better soul than Cato imagined.
"Peeta, you got the highest score for your district, the same as score as Cato. Would you care tell us how you did that?"
Cato watches as Peeta's eyes flicker over to him before looking at Caesar. "I think you and the wonderful people of Panem will just have to wait and see Caesar." Cato realizes it's similar to the answer he gave to Tigris at the Luau the other night.
"One last question for all six of you. I think all of Panem saw the pain in your eyes because of the effects of the reapings – two of you ended up volunteering – of you all as tributes. It's obvious to all of Panem that the six of you are all very close. Discounting the scores from the game makers, who in your group of tributes from District 12 do you, think has the best chance of winning the Hunger Games?"
"Peeta" Delly answers. "Rie" Madge answers. "Gale" Katniss answers. "Delly" Rie answers. "Katniss" Gale answers. "Madge" Peeta answers.
It was the last question that made Cato want to laugh. From their answers, he knew that they thought they'd be asked this question and planned their answers.
Show over, Cato joins his fellow tributes off the stage and back to their floor. He throws on a pair of gray sweat pants and a muscle hugging, white V-neck t-shirt. He goes out to the dining room to eat dinner. He asks Clove to join him on a walk, both knowing its code for the meeting on the roof.
Up on the roof, the group realizes that they're ready for the games. They know they just need to stick together, to try to find one another in the arena. The meeting was over almost as soon as everyone showed up. As they were all heading to the elevator to go back, Cato grabs Peeta's arm. Peeta seems to resign himself to hear Cato out. Peeta follows Cato back to the garden.
After sitting on the bench, Cato looks at Peeta. He has a serious expression on his face. Peeta gives him an encouraging smile. "I have something to tell you, and it might piss you off. Please just hear me out." Peeta nods and Cato continues. "I did something that I shouldn't have. It was the night Clove and I met with you. We were getting on the elevator as Finnick O'dair got off. I never got in the elevator. I snuck back and hid around the corner, eavesdropping on your conversation. I know about the two of you. Then when you came to my room the other night, I knew you didn't have a girlfriend. It wasn't even the real question I wanted to ask. But it confirmed to me that you were into guys. Then at the Luau, I was purposely touching you knowing Finnick could see what I was doing." Now for the real reason he wanted to talk to Peeta. "Here's the thing, I like you Peeta. You are not only good looking, strong, and talented, you are trusting, smart, caring, and gentle. Things I'm not, but you make me want to be."
Cato could see the anger and then happiness flash across Peeta's face. Cato then decides to take the chance and get the answers to Peeta's past. He knows there's a large probability that Peeta won't tell him, but he can't help himself.
"I have one more thing to say. It's about what happened to you when you were 11. When your brother first said he caused you to get hurt, I wanted to get up and pound his face in. I was very angry at him. But then I saw the look on Gale, Katniss, and even your face. You were shocked at what he said. Rie was lying wasn't he?"
Peeta just sits there. Cato is losing patience with Peeta. Why won't he answer? What could have happened that Peeta refuses to talk about it?
"Peeta, tell me what happened. The truth." Cato demands. He stops himself from getting truly angry. He doesn't want to physically hurt Peeta. Especially if anything Rie said in the interview was true.
Cato can see that Peeta is now angry. "Look Cato. My past is just that – MY PAST! I don't want to talk about it. Not with you, not with anyone!" He stands up to walk away but Cato grabs his wrist. He wants to apologize but Peeta rips it from Cato's grip. "Get this through your thick skull Cato; I'm not going to talk about this with you. Not now. Not ever. I'm going to leave now. Grab me again and I will not be responsible for what will happen." Peeta stomps off to the elevator leaving Cato on the roof. An apology frozen on his lips.
Cato sits there stunned. He just pissed off Peeta. He just had to push him. Not just push him, practically shove him. Now he feels like an idiot. Oh crap! The alliance! Did he just mess that up? Lyme and Clove are going to be pissed. Maybe he'll get the chance to apologize tomorrow…
Cato nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels a hand on his shoulder. He looks up and is shocked to see Gale standing there.
"Sorry. I called your name a couple times but you must not have heard me." Gale says. "I came up to make sure the alliance is still on. Peeta was afraid that you would want to end it."
"It is if you still want it to be. Is he okay? I didn't mean to upset him so bad." Cato says with sadness and remorse.
Gale sits down by Cato. "I'm not going to go all ballistic on you even though I should. Seems you're doing a good enough job yourself. But there are some things you need to know if you truly like Peeta. Can you just listen and not interrupt?" Cato nods in agreement. Gale continues, "He had it rough when he was younger. His home life wasn't 'ideal'. He was 11 when he came to live with me and my family. He doesn't like to talk about his life before living with my family, not even with me. And I won't give you details, it's not my place. You understand?"
"I'm beginning to." Cato looks at his hands as he asks, "Why are you telling me all this? Why are you helping me?"
Gale smiles, "Peet may be a private person, but I knew he was lying when he would say there was nothing going on between the two of you. He had the same look in his eyes as he did when he first started being with Finnick. He likes you. He's fighting it, but it's true." Gale sighs. "Finnick hurt Peet really bad when he ended things. It was, still is, hard for him to be around Finnick. Your little stunt at the Luau didn't help. Delly told the rest of us that you were touching Peeta. Finnick saw it too. Stirred up a tracker jacker nest with that stunt." Gale pauses.
Cato hangs his head in shame. "I'm truly sorry for that."
"But I want him to be happy. We all want him to be happy. And since the two of you started spending time together, he smiles more. I think you could be good for him."
Gale stands up to leave. "One last thing. In the arena, don't run to him. Let him come to you. If you like him the way I think, you will listen to what I said and follow my advice. Don't screw up this chance Cato. Oh, and I was never up here." With that he left.
Cato watched Gale leave. He can't figure out why Gale was helping him but he didn't care. He was going to follow every instruction Gale gave him. He was smiling as he went back to his room. Gale gave him a gift, something he never really truly had before.
Gale gave him hope.
Well, there it is. Cato's thoughts and feelings and some surprising help from Gale! I hope that you liked it. And if it was bad, please let me know. I truly do appreciate any and all feedback. Special thank you to catchingfire1714. You know what you did ;)
Also, chapter 6 should be up by Sunday, fingers crossed.