Heehe, okay here I go.. hope you like.. I'll get to the poem very soon, I promise..

Their faces leaning in towards each other. Her lips reaching out for his. Dimitri could nearly feel her breath on his face. Just then Pooka barked once to be hushed by Vlad. But that was enough to wake Dimitri right up, he didn't even realize how close he and Anya were. She still had her eyes closed, probably awaiting for his kiss to grace her sweet pink lips. He instead pulled himself back and took her hand again.

"You are doing a good job." he added a pat on the hand, like what a teacher or parent would give a child before practically running off to the lower level of the ship. Anya stood there her eyes wide in shock; she wanted to chase after him but instead walked off towards the railing of the boat to look out at the darkened waters. Vlad just sat there with a puzzled look on his face, it seemed that even he wasn't expecting this moment to go the way it had.

Dimitri's POV

He wanted to kick the door as he shut it behind him. "How could I be so stupid?!" he ran his fingers through the mess of brown hair he owned. "Anya is probably never gonna look at me the same way again.. Either that or she'll be full of questions." He laid himself down on the lower bunk of the two beds. He pulled up one of his sleeves to examine the many goose bumps that now inhabited the area. He had never gotten those before, well not with any other girl besides the one day he and Anastasia had touched hands on accident.

flash back

Dimitri was picking up the dishes from all the rooms of the palace. He was just walking along until he got knocked down by someone coming at him very fast.

"Hey watch where your going!..." but he stopped himself as the person flipped her red hair away from her face. "I'm very sorry it was my mistake your highness."

Anastasia playfully rolled her eyes at him before he offered her a hand to help her up. "Thanks, um I really don't know your name.. Could you please tell me it?" Dimitri smiled as she asked. Unlike the other people he served in the palace Anastasia was quite kind and forgiving.

"It's Dimitri if it pleases you. You highness." he added another low-dipped bow.

"Tell ya what, if you promise not to call me," she wrinkled her nose at the words. "Your highness" then I won't have you thrown out or anything." She replied to him smiling a very bright grin. Dimitri responded with the same action.

"All right, Anastasia." She turned to take one last glance at him before running off an disappearing at the turn of the hall. All he could think was that heaven had just allowed him to meet an angel. Maybe his angel.

"Dimitri, this isn't the time to dilly dally!!"

end flashback

He thought also about all of that. Everything about Anya reminded him of this sweet Anastasia he had known and loved so long ago. "What if she really is Anastasia?" He remembered being so taken back by her eyes when he had first seen Anya. Those piercing blue eyes, the same ones as the princess. Her long silky red hair, when she tied it back in a ribbon he had sworn that Anastasia was standing right before him. He shook his head. "She couldn't possibly be her." Dimitri stood up and went over to his baggage. He soon produced a small delicate-looking music box. "Could she?"

Anya's POV

She could still feel his lingering touch on her hand. She just wished it wouldn't have been a pat on the hand and him saying "good job." She closed her eyes as she leaned on the railing allowing herself to get lost in that moment again. The whole world seemed to be spinning when they danced and it seemed that Dimitri was the only thing she could see. She opened her eyes again glancing out at the moon that was now rising out of the sea. Or at least it seemed to be doing that. She turned to rest herself on the railing now with her back facing the waters. She giggled slightly watching Vlad and Pooka playing some sort of a game. Needless to say Pooka was getting the gist of it all.

"Why is this happening to me?" Anya felt as if she was loosing her mind. "All I wanted to do was get to Paris and find my family so I could proove that I once had one. and now I'm falling head over heels for someone who a week ago didn't want a thing to do with me except fight, fight, fight?!" She went over everything in her head. Why in the world was she falling for him. She had to admit he was rather handsome for being the sarcastic person he was half the time. She found that she had been gently swaying back and forth on her own for a few mins. She stopped herself just to hear someone calling her name.

"Anya!"

She flipped around to find Dimitri waving her over to him. As she walked over she was trying to think up a good strategy just in case this was about the kiss. "Okay he seems to be smiling. Just keep your cool Anya." she told herself as she got closer to him. Finally she found her voice again and replied with a "Yes?"

Both POV... XD

"Well, I just forgot to say something's before I had to run off to uh, use the bathroom." he lied.

"Uh yeah, I needed a break from all the spinning anyways. He glanced at her hands which were busily twisting the folds of her dress. He grinned at her. "She must be nervous." he thought.

As she noticed his grin she immediately stopped fiddling with her clothes. "So what did you need to say?" she repeated. He pushed into her hands some soft blue folded up material.

"Well, I figured since that's probably the first time you have been able to get out of those rags you called clothes and you shouldn't have to wear the smelly things so um, you can wear my pj's tonight. I like sleeping in my undershirt anyways. More comfortable." he added.

"Thanks." she said smiling at him.

"There just pj's." he replied sarcasically even though he was loving that she was being enthusicatic about it.

"No, I mean thanks for everything Dimitri. You and Vlad are like family to me." She hugged him lightly before bidding him goodbye and running down the flight of stairs to change.

Dimitri sighed sadly. She really trusted them and more importantly him.

okay, I think this is long enough.. XDDD