AN: I don't know if anyone is actually interested in reading this but here is the next chapter any way... Pleas review :)

Copyright: I do not own the Hunger Games or any of the characters.

I walk back to the house thoroughly satisfied with the response I got from the Peace Keeper. I almost reach the front door when I realize I was supposed to have bought something from the mall so I quickly turn back around and make a run for it. Let's just hope my father didn't catch me. I walk through the mall slowly; it seems everything has gone up about $10 in price since the Games began. I find a little cheap shop and find a hell of a lot of Hunger Games souvenirs; they date from this year's Games all the way back to the last Quarter Quell. I buy a small pin with the face of Willow, a 14 year old girl who won the Games for district 6 a few years ago. She was my little sister's favorite Hunger Games tribute, and still is really. I walk back home just before dark, dinner will be ready in about half an hour, as it always is. After dinner my family will set up around the television and watch the interviews from the tributes. My father will be at the interviews sitting up in the fancy officials box, making sure nothing goes too wrong with tonight's show.

My mother, sister and I eat dinner in silence; none of us really want to talk about what happened last night. It would easily be forgotten if not for the huge red mark and black eye I have inquired. We quickly set up around the television just as the program comes on. The Panem seal shows up along with the anthem. Caesar is next to appear on screen, for this year's hunger games he has a twinkling midnight blue suit on but his eyes are colored green along with his hair and lips. Caesar starts introducing the girl from District 1, the small one, whose name is Glitter, you can automatically tell from her pink dress, two plates with matching ribbons she is going for cute and innocent. I tune out because I don't really care and I remember the pin in my pocket.

"Oh Ellie, I got you something from the mall today!" I say, my sisters face lights up. "Here" I hand her the pin.

"Aw thank you Effie!" she cries giving me a tight squeeze which I automatically know is not just from giving her the pin.

We turn back to the TV and for another 2 excruciatingly long hours we get to District 12. Maysilee Donner, the blonde girl gets up first; she is wearing an elegant purple dress that reaches the ground. I am puzzled at her angle on the interview, usually the clothing gives it away but this dress says nothing. But as her interview starts I immediately know her angle, ditsy blonde. The Seam girl is up next her angle is definitely vulnerable. The blonde boy hops up on stage next and his angle is also very clear, a charmer. The last person to get up is Haymitch; he is dressed casually, which puzzles me just as much as Maysliee. His tight shirt is white on the border of grey and whenever he tenses you can see muscles underneath. He is wearing nice fitting jeans and black dress shoes. I, personally, think he looks absolutely handsome.

"Haymitch Abernathy." Caesar says, welcoming Haymitch onto the stage. The crowd erupts into load roars and hoots; I think Haymitch's good looks have won over all the Capitol women, even my mother who simple says.

"Well he's a looker, isn't he?"

"So welcome Haymitch, how are you finding the Capitol?" Caesar asks, smiling at Haymitch and then the crowd.

"Alright, I've heard about better" Haymitch says, I can tell his angle, arrogance is definitely his key here.

"Oh have you? And what is this better place? What could be better than this beautiful city and beautiful people?" Caesar asks, throwing his arms out to the crowd who gives a large applause and scream.

"Places I have heard of, somewhere called Rome." Haymitch says indifferently.

"I don't know what that is!" Caesar says with a shrug and pout, making the whole audience decend into laughter. "How are you finding the people?"

"Completely arrogant and stuck up" Haymitch says, this isn't going to win him sponsors! I think to myself. "Except for this one girl" My heart skips a beat, does he mean me? I think a few other women think he was speaking to them to because they all scream out.

"Oh do you have a Capitol flame?" Caesar asks, wiggling his eye brows playfully.

"I guess you could call it that" Haymitch says a small smile playing on his lips.

"So, Haymitch, what do you think of the Games having one hundred percent more competitors than usual?" Ceasar asks, changing th subject completely, Haymiych's time must be running out.

Haymitch shrugs, "I don't see that it makes much difference. They'll still be one hundred percent as stupid as usual, so I figure my odd will roughly be the same." At this the audience again descends into laughter, even Caesar quirks an eye brow before laughing away himself. Another smile appears on Haymitch's face and I can feel myself smiling as well. The buzzer goes off and cues the end of Haymicth's interview and the time for me to make my way to the training center.

"Mother, can I please go out and get some air?" I ask

"Air? Why?" she says, I know it's a weird request so I think up a new excuse.

"It's a bit stuffy in here and I would like to wait for Dad at the training center" I say, satisfied that I came up with a good excuse.

"I guess, just don't get into trouble." She says.

I quickly walk to my room and put on my favorite dress, a silver one. It's a halter neck and comes just above my knees. It's tight fitting but comfortable at the same time, I put on a pair of white stockings and may matching silver ballet flats. I brush my hair out and let it fall in its natural curls. I walk out the door with a weird glance from my mother.

"It's a special night, if I am not dressed up what will people think?" I shout from the other side of the door.

I walk along quickly to the training center by the time I arrive and make my way up to the roof the interviews are long over and the tributes are heading back up to their suites. I know Haymitch will come up and see me, and he does. When he comes out the door he is still dressed in his clothes from the interview, and like the day of the reaping's he looks even more handsome up close.

He takes a look at me from a distance and smiles "Well hello, Princess" he says laughing.

"Oh shush" I say, my cheeks burning up.

Haymitch walks over and gives me a quick hug, "You know tonight is probably the last time we will see each other, ever" he says, he looks just as upset as I feel.

"We will see each other again, Haymitch. Because you are going to win" I say, looking into his eyes, silently telling him that I am confident he can win.

"I will try" he says simply, shrugging and walking over to the edge of the building.

"You're smart, Haymitch. You can figure it out." I say walking up to him and standing next to him. "You know my father built a force field around the top of this building?" I ask not exactly know where that came from maybe the look in Haymitch's eyes.

"What?" he asks, turning to me suddenly his whole face contorted with confusion and something else.

"Yeah, if you try and jump of the building it won't work because you will come right back up" I say, and to show an example of this I pick up a piece of metal from the ground and through it out into the night sky. We wait a total of 3 seconds before the metal flings itself back over the edge and into my hand.

"I wonder if there will be something like that in the arena" Haymitch think, I mentally take a note that he talks to himself.

"Maybe if you find the end, like we have with the building" I say, boy if my father heard me giving out things about the arenas.

Haymitch's face lights up, wide and excited. "Yes! That's exactly what Ill do!" he says, in his excitement he grabs me and hugs me tightly. I can't help but laugh at his excitement. He pulls back, but only a small amount. His eyes search mine for something and I look back into his with just as much intensity.

"Haymitch…" I whisper.

"Yes, Princess?" he says softly, his hands creeping down my arms to my hands. I make an effort not to shiver as his touch warms my body, filling my soul.

"Please win, for me" I say, my eyes subconsciously flittering down to his lips.

"I promise" he whispers, letting go of one of my hands and pushing a loose curl behind my ear. What happens next happened in such a blur. Haymitch leans slightly forward, starting to close the gap between us, my heart starts racing in anticipation. Slowly, ever so slowly Haymitch's lips connect with mine. A small spark goes off in my heart, one that turns out to be the start of beautiful fireworks. He lets go of my other hand, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him. My arms, if it was instinct go around his neck. We stand there, just kissing; getting lost in the moment for a good minute or so before we break apart, gasping for air. We remain in our tight embrace, our bodies pressed up against each other. I rest my head against Haymitch's chest and I can feel his steady heartbeat.

"Princess?" says Haymitch, breaking the silence

"Yes Haymitch?"

"Shouldn't you be getting home?" he says. I pull away abruptly, immediately knowing what this means. I am late again.

"Oh, Haymitch I am so sorry!" I say, quickly pulling myself together.

"It's okay, Princess"

I run up to him and give him another huge hug. He tilts my chin up towards him and gives me another long lingering kiss.

"It's going to be so hard watching you in the arena" I whisper, my voice cracking at the same time my eyes start to fill with tears.

"I know Princess, I know" Haymitch says soothingly, stroking my hair. "Get going now, I don't want you getting into more trouble" his eyes shift down to my bruised eye and cheek. "What happened?"

"Oh, I was late for dinner the other night. You should never be late for dinner. My father got mad, it's not really a big deal" I say in one long and uneven breath.

"Well, if this was a normal situation I would go hurt him" Haymitch says, his dark eyes gleaming with passion and danger.

"I love you, Haymitch" I say suddenly, I don't even know where exactly that came from. Haymitch equally looks as taken aback but smiles and says back.

"I love you too, Effie"