AN/ Here we go again. In case anyone missed it, i've redone the last chapter to include the awesomness of Mr. Snuggles, please read it.

Disclaimer: Totally not mine.

As Peeta, wandered along he admired the campus around him. He'd already scoped out the school with Finnick, but they hadn't stayed long. The size of the buildings and the way they were spaced, gave the school a very open feel. Students stood around, catching up with their friends on what they'd done with their weekends. And some more boisterous kids were playing a game of Frisbee. A few people cast him considering looks, but no one approached him, which he was thankful for.

He was heading for the administration building, to collect his class schedule. Haymitch, had already provided him with a copy of course, but the school didn't know that. For the sake of appearances, it was best to play the part of the timid new student.

As he passed a set of steps, that he was sure led to the maths department, he felt eyes watching him. Out of the periphery of his vision, he noticed a large group of students gathered there. Most of them sat around paying rapt attention, to a smaller group sat in the middle of the crowd. Peeta, immediately recognized four of them as the H.I.Y.V.E children, that he was here to guard. He subtly increased his pace, as he didn't want to be seen rushing. Hopefully they hadn't really taken much notice of him, but he'd definitely felt someone's gaze burning a hole into his back.

Soon enough he was out of sight of the group, much to his relief. He quickly found his way into the administration building and looked around, for the office of student information. Which was where he had to collect his timetable from. He was so focussed on this task, that his honed senses didn't detect the person behind him until they slammed into his back. Peeta, stumbled slightly from the impact, but felt a pair of hands shoot out to steady him.

''Whoa, sorry about that. I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you OK?'' The clumsy fool, asked.

Peeta, turned in order to snap at him. Or possibly knock some teeth out. He quickly stopped his train of thought, when he noticed who it was however.

Marvel Vandal's picture really didn't do him justice. Peeta, was right when he'd said the boy could be a model. His face was almost as beautiful as Finnick's. He was clearly masculine, but one of those people that really couldn't be called anything other than pretty. His body was strong, but lithe like a swimmer or maybe a runner. Sparkling grey eyes, shadowed by a fringe of dark hair, peered at him curiously. Peeta, kept his cool though. He dealt with Finnick, all the time so it took more than a handsome face to overwhelm him.

''I-I'm fine.'' Peeta, fake stuttered.

He looked down shyly, avoiding the other boy's gaze and trying to move away from him.

''You're new here right?'' The raven haired boy, queried.

Peeta, nodded reluctantly, it wasn't unusual that the boy would notice that. To prevent further interaction he quickly turned to leave.

''I thought so. I definitely would have remembered seeing you before.'' Marvel, told him.

Peeta, wasn't sure if he was imagining the insinuation in that particular comment, so he ignored it and kept walking. The other boy was undeterred however and trotted up to walk beside him.

''So, do you need any help finding your way around? I could give you the guided tour, as an apology for knocking you around?'' He offered coaxingly.

''No thank you.'' The blonde mumbled.

The boy looked mildly confused, by his polite refusal. Then his eyes widened in realisation and he slapped himself on the forehead.

''Oh right, i'm sorry. My name's Marvel!'' The boy apologised.

He smiled, brightly. It was as if his lack of an introduction, was the reason that Peeta, had refused his offer. The blonde simply nodded though, and continued moving.

''What's your name?'' Marvel, prompted.

''Peeta.'' He was his clipped reply.

He often used his real first name, or variations of it, for his missions. The only time he didn't was if he was going into a situation, with people that could try tracking him down after the assignment. He'd had someone send an assassin after him once, for revenge. Before it was dealt with, they'd ended up trashing a Starbucks. Haymitch, had a hell of a time covering up that incident and Peeta, had spilled a perfectly good cappuccino.

''Peeta? Like the bread?'' The raven asked, in amusement.

''It's spelled differently.'' Peeta, informed him.

Ironically though, the similarity in the words was the reason that Finnick, had given him the nickname Peeta Bread.

Marvel, wasn't sure what to make of the new boy. He was even cuter up close, if that was possible. There was something about him that was just...sweet. He kind of wanted to lick him. When Marvel, had followed the blonde into the admin building, he hadn't been sure of the best way to approach him. Then the other teen had stopped and was looking all adorable and confused, so he'd done the only sensible thing. He'd walked into him.

The blonde had been giving off the impression, of being shy and antisocial. But Marvel, had seen something else in his eyes after they'd collided. The look was eerily reminiscent of Clove, when she was just about to flay someone alive. Either he disliked confrontation with someone bigger than him, or he was pretending to be timid for another reason. Whichever it was Marvel, was now intrigued. And the raven was determined to find out more about his future conquest.

It was kind of endearing that Peeta, was playing hard to get. Peeta. Even his name was was cute.

''So, are you living on campus?'' Marvel, asked him.

The other boy shook his head in response.

''So you live in Capitol? That's cool, me and my friends have a penthouse there.'' Marvel, informed him excitedly.

Now he just needed to get the other boy's address, and then he'd never be able to escape him.

''Hmm.'' Peeta, responded uninterestedly.

OK this was getting confusing. Marvel, was charming by nature. He was used to people hanging on his every word. Having someone be completely unphased by his presence was...interesting.

''If your new to the city, then I could show you some fun stuff to do.'' Marvel, offered.

And by fun stuff, he meant tying the boy to his bed and ravishing him.

''I don't like fun.'' Peeta, replied in monotone.

Marvel, chuckled. Apparently being persistent, was the key to getting a response.

''Really? Then what do you like?'' He queried.

The blonde shrugged.

''Quiet people.'' He deadpanned.

Marvel, laughed outright at that. Even if he was reserved, at least the other boy was still entertaining.

''Are you saying i'm not quiet?'' Marvel, pouted.

Peeta's lips twitched, fighting a smile.

''Maybe, maybe not.'' He replied, non-committally.

The dark haired boy, grinned at him in success. Peeta's responses were getting longer and longer, the more Marvel, hassled him.

''If you agree to let me show you around, then I might shut up.'' He offered.

Peeta, raised a brow sceptically.

''You might shut up?'' Peeta, parroted.

''I make no promises.'' Marvel, affirmed.

The blonde cocked his head, in consideration. He furrowed his brow thoughtfully, making himself even cuter than before, as he eyed Marvel, for signs of deception.

''OK then. But i'm not staying the whole day, I just need to collect my paperwork and familiarize myself with the campus.'' Peeta, said.

Marvel, beamed at the reluctant agreement.

''Awesome! I'll give you the best tour in the history of touring. I'm gonna tour you so much, that you won't be able to tour for a week!'' Marvel, chirped enthusiastically.

Peeta, laughed at him. He had a nice laugh, it was...melodic. That was the best way to describe his voice. Marvel, was suddenly determined to get him to talk a lot more. He wondered what his voice would sound like when making love. Probably hotter than hell.

''So, what are your plans for the rest of the day?'' Marvel, questioned.

''Not much, I have to go home and feed my monitor. And I think I might explore the city later.'' Peeta, answered vaguely.

Marvel, perked up at the mention of exploration. But he was confused by the other thing.

''Monitor? Is that like a nanny or a caretaker?'' He asked him.

He'd never heard the word used in that way, but it wasn't the weirdest job title ever.

''No, it's a kind of lizard.'' Peeta, explained amusedly.

''Oh, OK that makes more sense.'' Marvel, agreed.

Inside he was jumping for joy. In his experience, anyone who kept exotic pets was usually a freak in the bedroom. Hopefully, that rule applied to his new friend. But it might take him a little while for them to get that far.

''So what do you usually do, if you don't like fun?'' Marvel, asked.

''You know, this and that.'' Peeta, answered vaguely.

''Actually I don't know, so tell me in vivid detail.'' Marvel, demanded.

The blonde smiled.

''I'm not sure you could handle all the details.'' He teased.

Marvel, puffed himself up indignantly.

''Puhlease, i'm all about the details. Especially the dirty ones.'' Marvel said, smiling lasciviously,

''Are you implying that i'm anything other than pure and innocent?'' Peeta, asked in outrage.

''Maybe, maybe not. Are you gonna prove me wrong?'' Marvel, challenged him.

The blonde smirked, his eyes filled with mischief. Marvel, felt a shiver dance along his spine. Something told him things had finally gotten interesting around here.

Spending the morning with Peeta, was amazing. Once he'd gotten the other boy out of his shell, he was a lot of fun. Marvel's suspicion of him being a bit like Clove, turned out to be accurate. He had the same acidic wit, as the dark haired girl and he was bitingly sarcastic. The promised tour seemed to fly by. After Marvel, had gotten permission from the Principal to skip his morning classes, he'd taken Peeta, to each of the rooms listed on his schedule. He was pleased to note that Leah, was right and Peeta, was in almost all of Clove's classes. If he made friends with Clove, then he'd be around a lot more, which was definitely a good thing.

''So are you gonna, take me back to your place and show me your lizard?'' Marvel, asked him wiggling his eyebrows salaciously.

''I don't think so. I never get my lizard out for just anyone.'' Peeta, quipped.

Marvel, pouted cutely.

''But i'm great at handling lizards. Some might even call me an expert!'' He protested. Peeta, snorted.

''Maybe so, but my lizard's pretty damn big.'' The blonde claimed. Marvel, leaned over, brushing his lips against Peeta's earlobe.

''The bigger the better.'' Marvel, whispered huskily. To his credit Peeta, barely reacted to the blatant flirtation. He fixed instead fixed Marvel, with a sceptical look.

''Are we still talking about lizards?'' He questioned.

''What else would we be talking about?'' Marvel, asked innocently.

Peeta, giggled. Honest to god, giggled. So freaking adorable. If he kept doing things like that then Marvel, would have to club him over the head and drag him back to his cave. And if he did that then Cato, would probably sue him for copyright infringement.

''Well, this is my stop.'' Peeta, told him. In front of them was a blue Ferrari, that perfectly matched Peeta's eyes.

''Nice car, what's the back seat like?'' Marvel, asked suggestively.

''Wouldn't you like to know?'' Peeta, taunted. Marvel, nodded enthusiastically.

''Yes please!'' He chirped.

Peeta, shook his head and patted the other boy on the arm.

''Don't you know, you're not supposed to get in a car with strangers?'' Peeta, asked him.

''Why, what are you planning on doing to me?'' Marvel, growled eagerly.

The younger boy grinned, as he opened the door and climbed into the vehicle. Peeta, rolled down the window and bid him farewell.

''Thanks for the tour Marvel. Maybe i'll see you around campus?'' Peeta, offered. The raven gave him an offended look.

''You'd better, or else i'll hunt your ass down. I know your schedule now, so escape is impossible.'' Marvel, warned him.

''Oh really? Watch me!'' Peeta, gunned the engine and pulled away with a squeal of rubber. Marvel, jumped away in surprise and watched as the boy drove out of the parking lot. The blonde gave him a smile and a finger wave, as he disappeared down the road and out of sight.

Yep, he was definitely playing hard to get. With a sigh Marvel, turned away and headed for the quad to meet up with the others. As he approached their usual spot, he noticed that almost everyone was there already. Glimmer, noticed him right away and fixed him with a speculative look. Clove, no doubt told the blonde girl what he'd been doing.

''Howdy stranger, fancy seeing you here.'' Glimmer, hailed him. Most of the others looked up and greeted him with various degrees of enthusiasm. Most of his so called friends, were complete sheep.

He clambered up the steps and swooped down giving Glimmer, a big wet kiss on the cheek, making her shriek in protest. Clove, cackled at her plight until he turned on her with a look on mischief.

''Put your lips anywhere near me, and i'll tear your pretty face off.'' She snarled.

Marvel, shrugged and rounded on an amused looking Cato, instead. He threw himself into the sunny blonde's lap and gave him a big smooch on the lips. People watching hooted and hollered but Marvel, pulled away when Cato, tried slipping him the tongue.

''Somebody's in a good mood.'' Cato, noted. He raised an eyebrow in query, silently asking what was up.

''I had a good morning.'' Marvel, explained.

''I bet you did.'' Clove, mocked him. Cato, looked briefly confused.

''Wait...were you with the new kid?'' He demanded. Marvel, smirked smugly, causing the other boy to shove him unceremoniously off of his lap.

''Yep, all morning. I asked the Principal if I could skip classes.'' Marvel, replied.

Everyone was staring at him in rapt attention, hanging on his every word. He could almost imagine what Peeta, would say if he could see them now. It would no doubt be something mocking.

''Principal Lyme, let you off of classes just so you could bang the new boy?'' Glimmer, asked incredulously.

''Was he any good?'' She queried.

''We weren't having sex, we were just talking. Get your minds out of the gutter.'' Marvel, snapped. Cato, smacked him on the head, making him yelp.

''I can't believe you got an unfair head start. That's cheating!'' Cato, scolded.

''But it was totally worth it.'' Marvel, insisted. He smiled dreamily as he thought back on his morning with Peeta. The others caught the look and exchanged glances with one another.

''OMG, it's only been a few hours! Don't tell me you're whipped already?'' Glimmer, blurted in shock.

''What's he like? Will I like him? Do we get to meet him tomorrow?'' Clove, asked him in rapid succession.

''I'm not whipped. He's really cool. I think you'll love him. And you'll meet him in Italian class, in the morning.'' Marvel, answered their questions in order.

''He's in my class? Cool, let the grilling commence!'' Clove, enthused evilly.

''You can't grill him, you might scare him off.'' Marvel, scolded her. The younger girl pouted, at her loss of a potential new toy.

''Aww, someone's in looove.'' Glimmer, sang. Before he could retort Cato, butted in.

''Oh hell no! You are not snatching up the hottest thing to come through here since Cashmere, graduated.'' The larger boy denied. Marvel, grinned mockingly.

''Sorry Cato, it's already in the bag. We talked about lizards already!'' He claimed smugly. They all stared at him in confusion.

''Was that a innuendo? Or did you actually bond over creepy scaled, thingamajigs?'' Clove, wondered. Marvel, decided to use Peeta's recent response.

''Maybe, maybe not.'' He answered mysteriously.

''Who gives a shit? Tomorrow, it's my turn.'' Cato, said confidently.

''Your turn? You think you have a shot?'' Marvel, sneered. The blonde leaned into his personal space and smirked condescendingly.

''Aww Marv, baby. I'd give it about an hour, before I've got him in my shower screaming for my co-''

''Cato, stop pretending that you have male genitalia.'' Clove, cut him off. Cato, glared at her but she merely flipped him the bird.

''He won't fall, for your arrogant bullshit. This guy actually has some class.'' Marvel, continued to tease. The larger boy snarled and climbed to his feet.

''We''ll see about that sweetheart.'' He snapped, accepting the challenge.

''You two and your macho crap, are giving me a headache. Let's talk about something other than your penis related issues.'' Glimmer, protested.

''Agreed. Now, where are we going tonight?'' Clove, demanded.

''Honey, i'm home!'' Peeta, called out as he entered the apartment. He set his bag down by the door and threw himself tiredly onto the couch.

Finnick, came bouncing joyfully into the room and headed straight for Peeta. But midway to the couch, an overeager monitor lizard slammed into the back of his legs, knocking the Victor on his ass.

Finnick, yelped in surprise. Mr. Snuggles, completely ignored the man and scuttled over and clambered into Peeta's lap.

''Aww, did you miss me little man? Who's my best boy? You are, yes you are!'' The boy cooed, petting the animals head.

''Crazy assed lizard, stealing all my Peeta, cuddles. Never strokes my head.'' Finnick, grumbled to himself.

''Did you say something Finny?'' Peeta, asked curiously. Mr. Snuggles, gave him a superior look and nuzzled happily against Peeta's chest, as though taunting him.

''Laugh now, you scaly mother fucker. But soon I'll be nailing that ass and you'll be sleeping in the hallway!'' Finnick, growled.

''Excuse me?'' Peeta, gaped.

Apparently Finnick, had said that out loud. Whoops.

''Nothing Peeta Bread, I was just mumbling nonsense.'' Finnick, reassured him.

He sighed with relief when the younger boy bought his excuse, but the reptile fixed him with narrow eyed glare. That damn thing was such a cock blocker. How was Finnick, supposed to get laid and live happily ever after, with the essence of all evil foiling his attempts? Mr. Snuggles, was the world's most effective chastity belt.

''How was your day?'' Finnick, asked. He stopped approaching the sofa, as the monitor inflated it's throat and hissed.

''Don't be scared Mr. Snuggles, it's just Finny.'' Peeta, cooed soothingly.

''My day was fine. But I think I failed at the under the radar stuff, since I spent the morning with one of the targets.'' The boy answered sheepishly.

''Really? You made a little friend? That's so cute!'' Finnick, enthused.

''Yeah, I suppose. But I think he might like me or something.'' Peeta, said thoughtfully. The other Victor perked up at that.

''Really? But you're mine!'' He blurted out. Peeta, gaped at him in shock, so he quickly covered his tracks.

''I mean, i'm pretending to be your boyfriend remember? And you can't fraternize with a clients kid.'' Finnick, hurriedly explained.

Peeta, seemed to accept that.

''I know, it was just a little bit of flirting. I'll try and stay out of his way from now on.'' He assured his partner.

''So, did you make any new friends today?'' Peeta, teased.

''Yep, we're going out with Gloss, and his sister tonight.'' Finnick, replied absently as he went to rummage through the fridge. Peeta, stiffened.

''Gloss? Gloss Evans? And his sister would be Cashmere? What the fuck's wrong with you?'' The blonde demanded.

Finnick, waved off his concerns.

''It'll be fine. Gloss, is a cool guy. And they don't know anything about the Initiative, so don't worry about it.'' He said reassuringly.

Peeta, scowled at him and was joined by Mr. Snuggles, creating a 'Double Barrel Death Glare of Doom'.

''Don't give me that look! I know you're concerned because they're Glimmer's brother and sister, but what are the chances that the kids from Panem will find out you hung out with them?'' Finnick, asked him.

''I can't believe you just said that. You just invoked Murphy's Law!'' Peeta, groaned in frustration.

''Stop worrying. We'll go out and have some fun, and you can go back to kiddie watch tomorrow with no one the wiser.'' Finnick, offered coaxingly.

''I have to do a stake out on them tonight, in case they leave the campus.'' Peeta, reminded him.

''No you don't. I have no doubt that you already put a Tracker Jacker on the boy you met today.'' Finnick, accused.

He was right of course. Tracker Jackers were Beetee's personal creation. They worked like a tracing device, but with the added benefit of hacking the information of any phones, laptops or other technology within range of the target. Peeta, could do anything from checking Marvel's email to listening in on his phone calls. Beetee, really was scary when considering the things he came up with.

''OK, I admit that's true. But it doesn't seem like it'll help me steer clear of their notice, if I socialise with their relatives.'' Peeta, pointed out.

Finnick, was adamant however and refused to be deterred. He managed to sway Peeta, into agreeing eventually but he had to agree to take him and Mr. Snuggles, to the beach on Saturday. He couldn't believe he'd bought that thing a special harness, so he could take it for walks.

''Come on Mr. Snuggles, it's jacuzzi time.'' Peeta, chirped.

The blonde then skipped out of the room, with the giant lizard following obediently for his bath time. Finnick, was very tempted by the idea of Peeta, in a jacuzzi. But with that monster protecting his honour, he would probably regret trying anything. He'd seen it attempt to eat a live Jack Russell...and a live delivery man. Mr. Snuggles was not to be trifled with, especially since he'd figured out how to open doors by himself.

''Finnick? Have you seen Mr. Snuggles' bath pillow?''

Music was pounding as they approached the building. 'The Arena' was the most popular night club in Capitol. The owner was a man named Seneca Crane, who was actually a former client of Peeta's. He apparently had a daughter attending Panem Academy, but he wasn't sure what the girl's name was.

Seneca's wife, a woman named Portia Crane, had been abducted eighteen months ago. The businessman had been frantic, but had been put in contact with the Victor's Initiative by a member of H.I.Y.V.E who recommended them. Peeta, and Johanna Mason, had been put on the case. And several broken limbs, destroyed buses and crushed storage lockers later Portia, had been reunited with her husband. Unfortunately, the woman was an extremely popular fashion designer. She had hired Peeta, several times since just to get him to model her designs.

He sincerely doubted that the woman would be here tonight, but there was a good chance that he'd run into her husband. Not that he was reluctant to meet him again, he just didn't want it to conflict with his current mission.

''Does Crane, know you're coming?'' Finnick, asked as they walked up to the doorman.

''Nope.'' Peeta, said simply. Several people yelled at them, as they completely ignored the enormous queue stretching out the front entrance.

''Then how do you know we'll get straight in?'' The older boy wondered. Peeta, shot him a look that told him just how stupid that question was.

Peeta, strolled up to the bouncer and smiled brightly.

''Hi!'' He chirped. The man turned and looked him over, scanning him with his eyes.

With a simple nod, the man pushed open the door, releasing a gust of warm air and pulse pounding music. Peeta, grinned and tipped him a wink.

''Thanks so much!'' Peeta, thanked the stoic man. He then seized Finnick, by the hand and ignored the protests of the crowd as strode inside. Finnick, was slightly baffled by just how easy that was.

''I know you're hot, but i'm pretty sure that bouncer was straight. How the hell did we get in so easily?'' He asked.

''I'm on Seneca's permanent V.I.P list, for all of his clubs.'' Peeta, explained simply.

Finnick, blinked at that information, but quickly shook off his stupor.

''Huh, well that's pretty handy.'' Especially, since the Crane's had businesses in every major American city.

''Sure is.'' Peeta, agreed.

Finnick, led Peeta, through the throng of dancers and walked up to the bar.

''What do you want Peeta Bread? It's my treat.'' Finnick, offered with a brain melting grin.

''Give me a 'Slow comfortable screw' followed by a 'Blow job'.'' The blonde requested.

''Really? I thought you'd enjoy a 'Screaming orgasm', and a nice 'French kiss'.'' Finnick, opined. Peeta, smirked devilishly.

''I guess you'll be having a 'Blue balls on the rocks'?'' Peeta, teased. Finnick, winked at him.

''Maybe for now, but i'm sure that later i'll probably get 'Between the sheets'.'' He stage whispered huskily. They both giggled like school children, but the bartender rolled his eyes. The poor guy probably heard drink related puns all the damn time.

After receiving their drinks they awaited the arrival of Finnick's new acquaintances. They didn't have to wait for long. Just as Peeta, got bored of waiting and was about to go dance, a pair of blondes appeared from the crowd and headed straight for them. Finnick, grinned and waved enthusiastically.

The young woman practically flew towards them and straight into Finnick's personal space. Her male counterpart that Peeta, was fairly certain was her twin, hung back a bit and watched with a look of exasperation.

''Hi Finnick, i'm so glad you could come!'' She whispered breathlessly.

The girl's eyes were practically raping his friend and he felt a flash of annoyance. Cashmere, was very pretty. The term blonde bombshell seemed to fit her to a tee. But the way she was hanging off of the handsome Victor, showed that she was just as much of a sucker as anyone else that fell for Finnick's charms. Peeta, snorted in amusement. He sincerely hoped that Finnick, didn't try bringing her back to their apartment.

''Hi there, you must be Finnick's friend?'' A smooth voice greeted him. Peeta, looked away from the scene of imminent molestation and turned to face the man talking to him. Hmm Gloss, was kind of yummy.

''Yep that's me!'' Peeta, agreed smiling with a hint of flirtation. He was kind of shocked at his own actions, but he was here to have fun.

Gloss, grinned back at him and held out a hand to shake. Before Peeta, could grasp the offered appendage Finnick, beat him to it.

''Hey Gloss! How ya doin?'' Finnick, greeted him. He shook the other man's hand enthusiastically. A little bit too enthusiastically.

''Um hey Finnick.'' Gloss, replied somewhat hesitantly. The way he shook his hand slightly after it was released, was a telling sign of why.

''Oh i'm sorry, let me introduce you!'' Finnick, exclaimed as if just noticing that they hadn't met one another.

''This is Peeta, my boyfriend.'' The Victor introduced. Gloss, didn't bat an eye but Cashmere, looked like someone had pissed in her cereal.

Finnick, threw an arm around Peeta's shoulders, hugging him close. The way he grinned at the two siblings seemed slightly forced, but they didn't seem to notice.

''Nice to meet you Peeta.'' Gloss, said warmly. Cashmere, seemed to be judging him with her eyes and whatever she found seemed to displease her.

''Hi.'' The girl snapped. Peeta, smiled at her sweetly. Suck it bitch.

''So did you two have trouble getting in?'' Gloss, inquired as he stepped up to order some drinks.

''Nah Peeta Bread, knows the owner so we got straight in.'' Finnick, explained. Gloss', lips quirked in amusement at hearing Peeta's nickname. A quick glare though, was enough to keep him from commenting.

''You know Seneca Crane?'' Cashmere, demanded.

''Yes, what of it?'' Peeta, sneered. The girl shrugged, feigning nonchalance but it was clear she was shocked by the fact.

Fortunately their evening picked up after that, when they had a few drinks and got to dancing. Once Cashmere, had some other men paying attention too her she was a lot more tolerable. Peeta, met some other students from the college Finnick, was attending who seemed nice enough. His partner though, had been monopolising most of Peeta's attention. He didn't know why he was acting so possessive and needy all of a sudden. He wouldn't even let Peeta, sit anywhere other than his lap. But considering they were 'dating' it didn't seem so strange to the others.

''I'm gonna go dance.'' Peeta, declared as he rose from his Finnick, shaped seat.

''Want me to come?'' Finnick, offered. Peeta, smirked at the innuendo but declined, claiming that he'd be fine on his own.

Finnick, seemed reluctant to let him out of his clutches when he was more than a little bit drunk. So Peeta, promised that he'd stay just in sight. That seemed to appease the older boy, so the blonde gave him a heated kiss and skipped off to get his groove on. Finnick, was left gaping after him, torn between shock and arousal. Now Peeta, just had to find someone to get down and dirty with, to see how long it took Finnick, to flip out.

They strolled up to the club, flanked by their usual group of flunkies. Cato, was eager to blow off some steam and was dragging Marvel, in his wake. Clove, and Glimmer, skipped along ahead of them with Treasure, who's father owned the place.

''Hiya Larry!'' The girls greeted, in tandem. The bouncer grinned at them cheekily.

''Hello there boys and girls.'' The hulking man boomed.

''Is my daddy in tonight?'' Treasure, questioned the man.

He shook his head in response, but assured the girl that he'd tell Mr. Crane of their presence. After they were ushered inside, completely skipping the cue, they immediately began looking for who they were meeting.

''Did Cash, and Gloss, say where they'd be?'' Marvel, queried.

''Nope, just that they were gonna be here with some friends.'' Glimmer, replied absently as she searched the room.

''Who cares, they'll turn up eventually, let's go get blitzed!'' Clove, cheered as she raced towards the bar.

Cato, prowled after her, glaring at anyone who gave his cousin lingering looks. Marvel, made to move after them when he caught sight of a head of blonde hair. He instantly recognized Cashmere, and her brother but he followed his friends to the bar first. Before he could bring them to the group's attention Glimmer, saw them first.

The girl squealed, before darting towards her older siblings and hugging them tightly. They seemed just as thrilled to see their little sister, even though they'd only been together three or four days ago. Marvel, grinned when Thresh, approached and pressed a drink into his hand.

''Thanks dude!'' He said with gratitude. Thresh, as usual merely nodded rather than giving a verbal response.

''Let's join the party!'' Cato, crowed with a beer already in hand.

The group moved towards the table and greeted the former Panem, students with almost as much enthusiasm as Glimmer, had.

''Hey guys! How's tricks?'' Gloss, beamed.

''Can't complain.'' Marvel, offered casually.

''Good stuff. You already know everyone here...Oh! Except Finnick.'' Gloss, exclaimed as he looked around the table before seizing hold of someone and dragging him forward.

''Kiddies, this is my new friend Finnick. Finnick, these are the kiddies!'' Gloss, introduced.

Marvel, was pretty sure he heard peoples jaws hitting the floor, including his own. Gloss, himself was very good looking. But his new friend was absolutely drool worthy.

''Yummy!'' Glimmer, purred.

Apparently Cato, agreed with her if the groaning noise he made was anything to go by. The bronze haired Adonis in front of them, looked at them for a moment with wide eyes. But the look was gone and replaced with a charming smile before Marvel, could analyse it.

''Hi there. Nice to meet you, but I better get going. It's getting pretty late!'' The man apologised.

Gloss, looked at him incredulously.

''It's barely ten o'clock. And don't you need to grab your boyfriend first?'' The platinum blonde asked him.

Finnick, smiled sheepishly.

''Right...good point, I'd better go and find him before-''

''Finny!'' A voice squealed, as a blur shot passed them and latched onto Cato's arm.

''Finny, some guy touched my butt! Like, with his hands. And I was all like 'rude!' because he didn't even buy me a drink first or anything and...wait your not Finny.'' The newcomer stated blinking blearily up at Cato.

Marvel, for his part was stupefied, but from the reactions of the others they clearly didn't recognize the boy.

''I'll be whoever you want me to be baby.'' Cato, rumbled. He didn't know where the little blonde had appeared from but suddenly his night was looking better.

''Peeta?'' Marvel, blurted. The new student blinked in surprise and stared at Marvel, for a moment before his eyes widened in recognition.

''Marvel! Finny, he's the guy from today! Did I mention he was nice? Coz he is nice and he has a really nice ass too...and you're still not Finny.'' Peeta, began explaining to Cato, who looked highly amused.

Marvel, grinned at Peeta's description of him. Clearly he'd made an impression on the other boy.

''Wow, you have really nice arms! I bet you could pick me up!'' Peeta, told Cato. The blonde then lifted his arms in a 'carry me' motion.

Cato's smirk was absolutely predatory.

''I'm sure I could.'' He growled.

Finnick, stepped forward and pulled the blonde against him, eyeing him carefully.

''How much have you had? You weren't this drunk ten minutes ago.'' Finnick, protested.

Peeta, shrugged uncaringly.

''I dunno, don't remember.'' He claimed.

Finnick, rolled his eyes.

''Great, your completely trashed.'' The man groaned.

''I'm really horny too!'' Peeta, informed him.

Marvel, opened his mouth to comment on that but Cato, got there first.

''Aww, you poor thing. Want me to take care of that for you?'' Cato, crooned.

Peeta, beamed at him.

''Nah, I've already had about as many blow jobs as I can handle.'' The boy giggled.

Marvel, snorted in amusement. He was fairly certain that Peeta, was talking about the drink but Cato, didn't seem to get that.

''You could always give me one.'' Cato, offered.

Peeta, cocked his head in thought before nodding.

''Okey dokey!'' He chirped.

Cato's eyes sparkled with glee.

''Hells yeah!'' He celebrated.

''Oh no you don't!'' Finnick, cut in pulling Peeta, firmly into his arms.

''Hey, the guy can do what he wants. What are you, his brother?'' Cato, snarled at the interference.

''Nope, i'm his boyfriend.'' Finnick, sneered.

''Mr. Snuggles really doesn't like him.'' Peeta, informed them.

Marvel, was hit by a brief flash of jealousy. Peeta, had a boyfriend? That was so unfair, he'd obviously be better off with Marvel. He was just as good looking as that Finnick, guy was!

''What the fuck is Mr. Snuggles?'' Clove, butted in.

AN/ Where would people like this to go? Tell me your desires, no matter how filthy they are.