A/N: Thank you all for your very supporting reviews on this story. So, here's Chapter 4 and I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not and never will own the Hunger Games. That right belongs to Suzanne Collins and I am just here to twist these characters to do what I want them to ^_^ Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Peeta was nervous. He didn't know what everyone else knew, since he and Cato had agreed to keep their relationship on the down low, but that didn't mean anything around here. Here, nothing was a secret for long.

The District 12 tribute walked into the training room a good week after he and Cato had become lovers and immediately noticed something. Everyone was staring at him. And not just glances, no they were full on staring.

"How's it going, Lover Boy?" called one of the other tributes, Glimmer, with a smug smirk on her face. Peeta had the urge to punch his fist straight into that pretty fake face. That would definitely wipe that look off of her.

"What are you talking about?" the boy asked, curiosity getting the better of him. He didnt think that Glimmer would know anything about him and Cato, but he could be wrong.

"You know exactly what we're talking about," Marvel stepped in, standing at Glimmer's side like a puppy. "We know all about you and Cato. Do you think he's really going to stay with you? All Cato cares about is killing you, don't you understand that?"

Peeta shook his head. "No, Cato wouldn't do that to me." He sounded more like he was trying to reassure himself more than the others.

"Right... you just wait until we get into that arena and we'll see which one of us is right. You're only setting yourself up for failure. But, it's whatever, don't take it from the people that have known him longer than you." Glimmer shrugged, walking away with a flick of her hair. After a moment, Marvel followed after her, once again becoming a lovesick puppy.

Peeta didn't know what to think now. He didn't want to believe what they said, but how did he know that Cato wasn't just using him? The blond decided enough was enough and he would just have to trust his lover. Needing something to take his mind off of what the others had said, Peeta headed over to the camouflage section of the room.

It didn't take long for the boy to become completely absorbed in his work. He was so absorbed that he didn't notice someone walking up to him until they cleared their throat. Startled, Peeta looked sharply up, about to tell the person off for breaking his concentration. But the words froze in his throat when he realized it was Cato.

"Hey," greeted the older blond. "That's some pretty nice camouflage. Where'd you learn to do it?"

"Back home, I worked in a bakery with my family and I used to decorate the cakes. I guess after doing something so many times, you just get the hang of it." Peeta said, trying to act nonchalant about it, but blushing under all the attention.

"You think you could teach me?" Cato questioned, looking curiously at his lover.

Peeta smiled a little, butterflies in his stomach. "I think I could manage to squeeze some time in there for you."

Cato chuckled. "Well thank you for clearing your schedule for little old me."

Peeta couldn't stop the laugh that fell passed his lips. "No problem." He spent the rest of the day teaching Cato how to paint himself like his surroundings, and while the blond wasn't as good as the baker's son, he showed potential.

When the training session was done, Cato held Peeta back as the others vacated the room. "What's been going on with you? You've been on a whole other planet today." he questioned, growing concerned for his small lover.

"Yeah, I'm ok." Peeta nodded, trying to reassure the older tribute.

"It was Glimmer and Marvel wasn't it? They were talking about us weren't they?" Cato demanded to know, eyes flashing dangerously.

Peeta hesitated for a moment, not liking the look in the older boy's eyes. "Yeah, but it's no big deal. They can go screw themselves, right?"

Cato sighed angrily. "Right... I just can't believe they would say something to you. I told them that we were trying to keep it on the downlow. I know that Glimmer wasn't too happy when I told her, Clove, and Marvel, but I didn't think they would turn against me like this. I'm going to have to have a little... talk... with them."

Peeta didn't like the look that was in those grey eyes. "Don't worry about it, Cato. They're just jealous because they don't have someone in the way that we have each other. And I think Glimmer might have a thing for you and since Marvel has a thing for Glimmer, he's just being strung along like her little puppet. And don't say anything to Clove, she didn't say anything to me. I don't think she was even around when the other two started in on me," he reasoned with his lover, not wanting someone innocent to be in trouble because he didn't speak up.

Cato nodded. "I didn't think that Clove would say something after I told her not to. She's my best friend, I know we can trust her. Oh, by the way, get permission from your mentor or who ever you need to talk to so that you can come stay with Clove and I tonight. She wants to meet you and I think she's cooking." Cato got a starry-eyed look on his face when he mentioned Clove's cooking.

"Is she that good?" It had been a while since Peeta had had something that wasn't cooked by one of the Capitol servants, so he was interested by the prospect of having something different.

Cato clutched his chest in mock horror. "Good? She's amazing! She can make the best lasagna you've ever tasted! I think that's what she's cooking tonight! Be at our floor by seven and we'll eat and you can stay the night with me, ok? Do you think you'll have a problem getting your mentor to say yes?"

"Sounds good! I don't think Haymitch will have a problem with it. I can tell him you're interested in forming an alliance and you wanted to get to know me better to see if you can trust me." Peeta said, quickly formulating the pretty convincing story in his head. He thought it was a pretty good idea.

"That sounds good. So Clove and I will see you tonight at seven." Cato said, finally walking them out of the training room. He pecked Peeta gently on the lips and smiled down at him. "And don't worry about Glimmer and Marvel. Whatever they said, it's probably not true."

Peeta nodded, feeling a little more reassured. "I won't worry about it. I'll see you tonight, ok?"

Cato nodded, pulling his lover into one last deep kiss before pulling back. "Until then."

Peeta watched as the older blond walked away. He couldn't keep the smile from slowly spreading across his face. The young blond felt his stomach backflip, anxious for the night ahead of him.

A/N: This one is longer! Tell me what you think! I had to make Glimmer somewhat bitchy, because I think she is, but that's just my personal opinion. Now, all Peeta has to do is earn Clove's approval and he'll be set! Until next time, my dear readers!