Anastasia:

I couldn't believe this was really happening! Dimitri and I were on a ship heading towards who knows where. We honestly didn't know. In a fit of complete mindless, Dimitri and I had bought ticket on the very next cruise ship and we didn't even know where we headed! But it honestly didn't matter. The ticket connoisseur had said something about Italy, and the next thing we knew, we were on the ship!

I giggled uncontrollably as Dimitri pulled me to the deck and swung me around effortlessly. I couldn't believe, out of all the things that I had been searching for, that love was not one of them, and love was what I happened to find…in him nonetheless. As he swung me around I beamed elatedly and slowly but surely, he bought me closer. I felt like I couldn't breathe properly and he stared at me with a look of intense concentration. His eyes were focused on my lips, almost as if asking for my permission.

I closed the gap without fear and without hesitation, pressing my lips gently against his. He tried to be gentle with me, I could tell he was trying, but I could also tell the heat of the moment was burning any kind of gentleness in him to go up in smoke. Dimitri wasn't the gentle sort. Not by a long shot. And in this moment, I didn't want to be the gentle one, the in control one.

I grabbed bunches of his hair and I heard him gasp drastically, as if being awoken out of a sleep. He seemed dazed and I couldn't help but smile as I felt blush spreading across my cheeks. He chuckled as he ran a finger down my cheek and he whispered rather hoarsely, "Are you blushing, Anya?" I wanted to hide the redness of my cheeks as I felt sparks emanating from every place where his skin touched mine, particularly my cheek. I rolled my eyes instead and tried to sound calm, "No Dimitri, I'm pleased to see that you're still the same, arrogant you that you've always been." He grinned a devilish sort of grin that made my insides squirm and made me feel as if I was being thoroughly examined under a microscope as he whispered smoothly, "And you're still the same old, defiant Anya that you've always been. I'm not sure I'm pleased about that."
I laughed hugged him tightly, just feeling his skin press against mine was the best feeling in the world. I was shocked senseless when he moaned, "It's only been a day and a bit since I last saw you but…I missed you. Is that crazy?" I laughed and shook my head, "No it's not. To be honest it felt weird walking into that ballroom without you anyway." Dimitri pulled back and then smirked at me for a second, "I bet. What do you think your grandmother would say?"

I smiled lazily and we leant against the edge of the cruise ship, overlooking the ocean as I said softly, "I think she'd be happy I found love and followed my heart." Dimitri frowned and asked, "Do you mean that? I am a kitchen boy you know. I'm not exactly worthy of the Grandduchess Anastasia…"
I groaned in frustration! Ever since we had discovered our feelings for each other were mutual…a mere half hour ago…he'd been saying things to try and convince my mind about him. I'd had to tell him first of course…he'd been too hesitant to and when he did, he'd said: "He hadn't wanted to because it might compromise my future." I scowled at Dimitri now and said firmly, "I'm not the Grandduchess, Dimitri!" He sighed in frustration, "But you are. You found your family."

I paced up and down frustrated, trying to think of a simple way to explain it to him. I eventually said irritably, "I may have royal blood running through my veins, yes. I am my grandmother's granddaughter, yes. But I didn't know my family for much of my life. I am my open person. I am orphan Anya, more than I am Grandduchess Anastasia. I am…" I bit my lip and I was about to say, "Dimitri's girlfriend," when I realized that might not be what I am. We hadn't even discussed this yet. I didn't want to overstep my mark with him. I didn't want to push him away as soon as we'd realized our feelings.

Dimitri raised an eyebrow sky high, "You're…?" he asked inquisitively and I turned away from him, "Nothing…" I whispered. He approached me from behind, wrapping his hands around my waist and I sighed as I leant against him in my torn, golden dress. I could feel him smile against my ear and he kissed me swiftly behind my ear, sending shivers down my spine. He asked skeptically, "Really? Nothing?" It was hard to believe that just a bit more than twenty four hours ago, I'd been as mad as a snake at him. Now…things had changed so much in such a short space of time.

I sighed longingly as I felt his lips moving down my neck. Most people had gone off to find their bunks and so there was virtually no-one around to criticize us for inappropriate behavior. To be honest, I couldn't care less. I melted into him and murmured, "Uhmm…" not relenting to his persuasion, even though his kissing was out of this world. I had been the first to admit my feelings, I wasn't about to be the first to make the next move and take this from a meaningless fling to a serious relationship. I still had some stubbornness and fight left in me. He wasn't getting away that easily.

Dimitri:

I still couldn't truly believe it. The girl I'd been searching for all along was here with me…in the arms of a kitchen boy?! We had maneuvered over to the railings of the ship once again and I stood behind her. She was everything I'd dreamed of for so long and more. She was home. She'd had such an obsession with that word and I'd never been able to understand it before. But now…looking at her, she was my home and I finally understood as the thought hit me like a ton of bricks.

I shifted so that I could lean against the rails beside her. She smiled lazily at me as Pooka sniffed around the deck and she asked, "What are you thinking about?" I shrugged and said softly, "You know how I couldn't understand your obsession with homes?" She nodded swiftly and said, "Yes, I remember." She wasn't giving away anything as I replied, "Well, when I look at you, I feel like I am home."

Her cheeks turned bright red and I couldn't help but feel nervous when she didn't respond immediately. Then, the next thing I knew, she was smashing her lips against mine and I grinned against her lips in response. She smelt of vanilla and strawberry…the most wonderful and intoxicating scent imaginable. I still wondered, for the thousandth time that day, how in the world I had ended up to be the luckiest guy on the planet.

When we pulled away, she asked breathlessly, "It was you, wasn't it?" I frowned and asked in confusion, "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, Anya." She smirked and retorted, "That's a first! I mean, you were the one who opened the wall." For some odd reason, I felt like now was a moment of truth. If I told her it was me, the truth, then I wouldn't be able to convince her she deserved better. However, if I lied and said it wasn't me, I would lose her. I debated what would be worse and I decided that there was an obvious answer to this question as I whispered in a deadpan voice, "Yes, it was me." Anya nodded and replied seriously, "And that is why you had the jewelry box?" I grimaced, as if this was almost painful to admit to and I sighed, "You're right, yes."
Anya frowned at me and asked, "Why is it so difficult for you to talk about this? Why didn't you tell me the truth?" I bowed my head and sighed, "Because I don't want this life for you Anya, and to be honest, I forgot to tell you the most essential part of your history, but not on purpose. That's when I knew you were…well you. You proved it to me and you proved it to you. I just want so much more for you." I could see her getting upset by this but I continued anyway. She deserved to hear it, "You should be married to a Duke, or a Prince. You could have anything in the world you want. So why me?"

She smiled softly and replied gently, "Because you're the only one who sees the real me. You're the only one who sees the Anya who will get on your nerves, the Anya who will press all of your buttons until you want to insult me back with equal force, and the only one who sees more as something more than royalty…or am I mistaken?" In that moment I felt a hell of a lot better about the situation than I had probably the whole day. I knew she trusted me, but more importantly she believed in me. And that was essential because she was my new home.

A/N: Hi All! This is just a little bit of an Anastasia one-shot for now. It might be more if there is enough demand. I absolutely love this movie! It's one of my all time favorites and I can watch it relentlessly without getting bored! Anyway please let me know what you guys think! I've been feeling the need to watch it recently and so this is what transpired!