"ATTRACTION?! To that skinny little brat?!! have you lost your mind?!!!" Dimitri nearly screamed Vlad's face right off. He knew it was best to retreat and leave the cab before Vlad would say something he would never want to admit to. So after shutting the door he checked to make sure Anya wasn't near and headed off to another car on the train.
He had ventured into the dining cart area before he knew what he was doing. As he glanced down at a single apple that had been standing unatended on the cart. He figured no one would probably care if he took it so he did. As he bit into it he began to think over his words. "She's not THAT skinny." the thought to himself quickly returning back to the other part of the train where they were. "No, no.. Why am I thinking about her yet AGAIN?" He shut his eyes in frustration and leaned agaisnt the wall. Yes, Anya did bug him a a little at first with the whole homes thing but she was so cute when she would fight back. He could have slapped himself in the forehead as he smiled thinking about Anya. "Ugh, remember Dimitri you are only going to use her to get the rubles and then leave her before the empress catches onto our plan. Besides she would never want to be with you." he told himself.
As he finally located the one cab that held all their posessions, well mainly he and Vlad's. Anya only had very little of anything. He was just about to fully open the door but stopped at a crack when he heard a beautiful voice floating out the door. It was Anya, she was singing. "Wow, she has such a nice voice." he commented quietly and just stood within the doorway being hypnotised by her voice.
"Across my memories.. Far." Anya had just realized she now had company. "Yes?" she asked using her usual defensive tone with him as if he was intruding.
"Why did you stop singing?" he moved himself into the cab with her sitting a few inches away on the same seat as she. "Much less, what are you singing?" He asked persistantly.
"It's nothing.." she found herself fiddling yet again with her necklace. She just couldn't understand why she felt so nervous around him. This was a guy she barely knew and so far just butted heads with on EVERYTHING, but yet she seemed a bit atracted to him.
"Come on Anya. You can tell me." Dimitri pleaded locking her eyes with his. "Those blue eyes, I sware they look just like Anastasia's eyes.." he thought. "Allright, it's just something I suddenly remembered when I went inside the Catherine palace. I didn't even know the words or tune. It just sorta came back to me, that is if I had sung it before.
Anya admitted that she had no memory of any song like that. "Really, hmm so what's it about?" he asked hoping for her to divulge him more into this certain beautiful song she had sung. He couldn't help but think it sounded a bit like something he had heard before.
"I don't know how to really explain it." she admitted. finding a rather light tinge of pink on her cheeks. "Now I'm blushing?! Ugh, what;s wrong with me?!" she thought to her self again. "Well, why don't you sing it again? This time I'll be able to hear it all from start to finish?" He could tell she was going to say no, but for some reason he felt he just NEEDED to hear this charming melody yet again. "Please??" he pleaded. Anya couldn't help but feel that she maybe would like to share this with him.
"Okay." as she began to sing again, Dimitri was yet again hypnotised by her voice. Just then he remembered one night he had been out and about in the palace. Anastasia was having trouble sleeping so her Grandmama came and sang to her something about "Once apon a december." He was so in shock that Anya was singing something so simular to her song.
As she finished she noticed that Dimitri had certainly come a little closer to her. Just then she locked her sight with his again. "That was really good." he said. His voice becoming rather low and relaxed. She began to feel like she was wrapped in some heavy warm fog as his face got even closer to her's. "Really?" she responded. "Yes." his lips were barely about an inch away when she turned away to stifle a yawn. They both were instantly sitting upright and backed away from eachother. "Sorry about that. I didn't get much sleep last night." Anya apologised acting as if the moment had never happened to them.
"Well, you might as well get some rest since we do have a rather long way till Paris." He suggested taking a seat across from her as she removed her jacket and wrapped around her self using a bag for her pillow. She took one last glance over at him before shutting her eyes. "I'm just not sure about him yet." she thought. Dimitri who was reading some sort of a book glanced over at the now sleeping Anya. He found himself smiling at her since he knew she had to be alseep by now. "Night Anya." he muttered before returning back to his book.