It was sunset by the time Misaki and Usui boarded the train with Honoka.

"You're going to LOVE the Capital!" Honoka said excitedly in her thick Capital accent.

"Uh-huh..." Misaki said distantly, gazing out her window and taking one last look at District 1.

"You can uncross your legs if you want," Usui said pervertedly, looking at Misaki's pleated, scarlet skirt.

"No way in hell, you pervert-alien!" Misaki turned as red as her skirt.

Usui smiled. His plan to get her head into the game was working. He hated seeing her so depressed. If he could just spark her determination, she wouldn't feel so hopeless about going into the arena.

But how to do that... Usui wondered.

Misa, Light, and Ryuzaki all sat together at a dining table on the train.

Ryuzaki ate a slice of cake, while Misa hummed a song to herself and read a magazine, and Light was just sitting with his arms crossed, lost in thought.

The air in here is kind of tense... but I'm not really sure why... Misa thought as she turned the page.

On the train, Luffy was stuffing his face while Nami tried to come up with a strategy. She thought that if she brought in her Clima-Tact, she would have a chance. The odds would definitely be in her favor if she teamed up with Luffy, too. The rules this year allowed two tributes from the same district to win together as a team.

Robin noticed Nami's troubled expression and said warmly, "Relax, you'll be fine as long as you're with this guy." She pointed at Luffy.

"Bwuh?" Luffy asked, his mouth full of food.

Robin just chuckled, and Nami went back to her planning.

On District 4's train, Misty was chatting with Nurse Joy, and Ash was playing with his Pikachu.

"What should we ask when we meet our mentor? By the way, who is our mentor?" Misty inquired.

"Your mentor is Professor Oak. I think that you should ask him about battle strategies for your Pokemon. Also, think about the possible arenas. Last year, it was a desert, so it might be good to prepare for a dry place. Then again, two years ago it was a swamp, so you should think about having some water-type Pokemon as well as fire-types." Nurse Joy explained.

"Uh-huh..." said Misty, trying to absorb all the information.

"Pika-pika!" Pikachu said brightly.

"Pikachu's right, Misty. We'll be okay!" Ash said cheerfully.

I hope so... Misty thought.

On the train that the District 5 tributes were on, Rukia was drawing pictures of Chappy, Ichigo was drinking a Coke, and Yumichika was looking at himself in the mirror.

"Hahaha! It's so hard being beautiful~!" Yumichika laughed.

'Is this guy for real?' Ichigo thought. He then looked over at Rukia, who was sitting next to him on the couch, to see what she was drawing.

"Nice drawings, Bunny Girl," Ichigo teased. Rukia responded by kicking him in the face.

"Ow! What the hell, Rukia!" Ichigo yelled, holding a hand to his face.

"Shh! I'm trying to work out a battle strategy, you fool!" Rukia replied grumpily.

She was right. When Ichigo looked closer, he realized that they weren't just bunnies. They were bunny versions of them fighting the other tributes.

Now where to hide our bodies when we turn into Shinigami... thought Rukia.

Naruto had just finished an entire bowl of ramen right after he and Sakura had gotten onto the train.

How does he eat so fast? wondered Sakura.

"Slow down, idiot. You're eating like Choji!" Sakura lectured.

"But what if this is my last bowl of ramen EVER?" Naruto whined.

"Relax. You have several days before you head into the arena," Anko reminded him. She took another bite of her dango.

I wish we had more time. More time before we're sentenced to death. Sakura thought sadly.

On the train, Happy was eating fancy tuna, Lucy was polishing her keys, Natsu was sleeping because Mira had knocked him out so he wouldn't get motion sickness, and Mira was playing her guitar.

Lucy was soothed by the melodic chords that Mira was playing, and Natsu was smiling in his sleep. Lucy looked over at Natsu and instantly felt relaxed.

He looks so cute in his sleep... He's even smiling! It's not his trouble-making grin, either, thought Lucy.

Mira looked up, saw Lucy smiling at Natsu, and thought, They are so a couple.

On the train from District 8, Natsumi was cracking her knuckles while Giroro stared at her. Foyuki was helping Keroro build a Gundam model.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's almost done!" Keroro shouted excitedly.

Giroro punched Keroro in the face and yelled, "Can't you take anything serious? All you do is make Gundam toys! What happened to the old Keroro?"

Keroro pondered this question, but then finally replied in a very serious tone, "I have no idea."

Natsumi kicked them both and sent them flying towards a wall.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Natsumi commanded. When it was quiet again, she turned the radio on and changed the station to Saburo's station.

Giroro pouted and looked out the window, and Keroro went back to building his Gundam model.

We have to be able to trust each other in the arena, or else we're not going to make it... thought Foyuki.

On the train, Zatch ate his favorite food, Yellow Tail. Tia was humming and playing with Zatch's Vulcan toy. Megumi and Kiyo sat at the dining table and thought up strategies. It was pretty busy in the train car.

"When I went to France last," Folgore said in his thick Italian accent, "there were so many bambinas just asking me to sing my hit single! Here, I'll sing it for you right now! CHI CHI CHI CHI OPPAI! BOING BOING!"

When Folgore realized nobody was paying attention, he started to sulk in the corner.

This guy... Is an idiot... thought Tia.

Usagi was doing her hair in the train car, and Mamoru was eating some sushi.

These guys are so boring... thought Haruka.

The District 11 train was peaceful.

Maka was sleeping, her head laying on a fluffy pillow on the couch. Soul sat next to her and stared out the window. Kid was organizing all of the foods on the dining table, Liz was painting her nails, and Patty was making a giraffe out of a few pieces of paper. The one who broke the silence was Black Star.

"Now, I know that I'm awesome because I'm an announcer and a mentor, but please, don't be afraid of me! Here I'll give yo-"

Black Star was interrupted by Tsubaki, who hit him in the forehead with a shuriken.

"Thank you, Tsubaki," Soul said, relieved. "If Maka wakes up, she's going to kill me with her stupid book."

Tsubaki smiled warmly and said, "You're welcome!"

"Do you have any more oranges?" Kid interjected. "I need more to balance this all out."

Tsubaki silenced him by pointing towards the back of the train.

Sakuno was redoing her hair on the train while Ryoma bounced a ball on his tennis racket.

Ryoma-kun doesn't seem very nervous, thought Sakuno anxiously. I hope he has a plan. For the both of us, of course.

Sorry for the super late update... -_- I'll be updating A Bleach Sleepover soon!