"All righty, according to this map, if we take the road slightly to the west we'll be in port krueler by mid day." Dimitri plotted following the long line with his index finger.
"No more walking finally?" Anya asked resting atop of one suitcase.
Dimitri rolled his eyes, "Ya know, the Grand Duchess Anastasia never complained this much." he said rather coldly.
"Well, who's to say if I TRULY am Anastasia? Only the empress shall truly know." she replied tossing her bangs over to the other side of her face. He chuckled slightly at her as she blew them away from her eyes.
He thought of Pooka immediately when she would mess with her bangs in such a matter. Although he had to admit to the fact that she was cute.. Heck, he was so head over heels it wasn't very funny for him. He didn't quite understand yet why he was so in love with her. He had felt this feeling ever since the day in the palace. Just then he was brought back from his day dreaming when Vlad began to announce something.
"All right, I shall go and find us someone to take us half way at least to Shallenbarger, from there it's only a few miles. You two," he pointed at Anya and Dimitri. "will go and buy some food to last us the trip. And make sure she doesn't try to run Dimitri."
Anya rolled her eyes. "I don't need any babysitter. What am I, 9?"
Dimitri sieged the chance at a snappy remark. "Well I don't know little miss sticks-her-tongue-out." Soon the two headed down into the towns marketplace.
"I don't know why Vlad sent you with me. I can handle everything perfectly on my own." he said before he realized that she had wandered off on her own. He smiled as he watched her touch the shiny glass of the window pane. "Do you want something your grace?" he asked with a rather smug smirk on his face. Anya flipped around to face him.
"Nah, just browsing." she answered quickly.
"Really huh? I do believe that pressing your self against the glass like a suckerfish doesn't count as "browsing." he answered. She simply turned her back to him and walked in front. "Well, we need to stop here. Were going to need some sort of food other than soup and bread." As she and Dimitri walked into the charming little shop a much older gentleman greeted them.
"Well, hello." he said smiling at them. "Uh yes, I need to purchase these items please?" Dimitri handed the list to the man with some money. "Ah, are you and your girlfriend going on some sort of trip?" Anya immediately began to blush furiously.
"I'm not his girlfriend!" she shouted throwing her arms up in defense.
"Woah, calm down Anya." He was grinning as he watched her face turn a very rose like red.
"Well, I really don't think people should make assumptions like that." she replied turning away from him. The man did nothing but chuckle at them. "It's so funny to see such young people denying their feelings for each other."
As they left the shop he was still grinning even wider. "What are you grinning about now Dimitri?" she asked still crossing her arms as they walked out.
"I just think it's pretty darn funny how you acted. If you really didn't care about it you probably would have been more subtle." He said trying to get her to look at him, but she kept walking slightly faster than he was plus he was carrying a lot and she was carrying something light. "Besides why does he think someone like you would be with me, although we were standing a bit close." He noted as well.
"Oh just quit it Dimitri! Why would I ever want to be with you?!" she said turning to face him finally. Her eyes glairing at him with hatred. Yet he just kept smiling at her, hoping to break through her anger with his gentle gaze. It seemed she was unfazed by it.
"Well, I can't possibly imagine that you have had a whole mess of boyfriends." Anya stuck out her face at him and began to tell him off. "What, do you think you can just read me like some book?! You know NOTHING of my life except what I have told you!" She screamed at him.
"Whoa, there you go overreacting again.." He commented with another smirk. She blushed and turned back to walking faster. "Afraid of letting something, some feeling show Anya? You know as well as I do, only-"
"If I didn't need to go to Paris to find my true family I wouldn't even need to associate with you. Oh and by the way I would rather have my tongue nailed to a tree than be with the likes of you." She said as she reached their camp in a huff. She didn't even want to speak to him. "Oh god, I think he knows..." she thought to herself. She had never thought some sort of occasion would rise such as the old man.
"She's far too obvious." He mumbled to himself as he started to unload the groceries from his arms. He took one last glance over at the blushing girl before getting back to work. "I knew it."