The Key to the Music Box

The Ship

           

A/N: I re-watched Anastasia for like the thousandth time, and the Broadway musical came out last night (which I want to see so badly). I wanted to write some Anastasia and Dimitri fluff. These will be set after or during the movie. None of them will really go off from each other. Each chapter will more than likely be separate One-Shots. I hope you guys enjoy! Please R&R.

            Anastasia couldn't sleep. She laid there with her eyes open, looking up at the bed above her. The words, 'Romanv Curse,' kept repeating over and over in her mind. Pooka was sleeping on the edge of the bed; the rocking of the boat was not lulling her to sleep, no matter how hard she tried to close her eyes and go back into a deep slumber. The storm was over now. She turned her head and saw Dimitri laying on the floor with his blankets. 'Dimitri,' she couldn't help but think. He saved her. He woke her up from the nightmare she was having. Anastasia almost threw herself off the boat. No matter how rude he was in the beginning, he saved her life. 'He never did thank me for the train. I guess now we're even.' She sighed, and turned over.

            "Can't sleep?"

            Startled, Anaya sat up and looked over to where Dimitri was laying. "Uhm.. Not really," she whispered, for Vlad was sleeping above her.

            "Me neither." Dimitri replied. He sighed and sat up against the wall to look over at her. "How are you holding up?"

            Anastasia clenched her jaw and shrugged. She already cried into his shoulder a couple hours before. She did not want to seem weak again. "Fine," she answered stubbornly.

            Dimitri chuckled. "Too fine to go get some air?" Anaya shook her head, and Dimitri stood. He walked over to her and helped her out of the bed. They both tiptoed quietly towards the door; his hand in hers. She couldn't help but think how nice it felt in hers. When he was holding her and escorting her back to their cabin, she felt safe. These feelings were foreign and... weird. Dimitri made her so frustrated, but she could not help but think about how nice he was to her lately. He bought her a dress. They were on the deck now; their hands fell away from each other's. Dimitri put his arms on the railing looking down at the Baltic Sea. "I'd say the water looks beautiful, but considering what happened tonight, I figure you'd hit me."

            Anaya gave out a small laugh, "Could you really blame me?" Dimitri smiled and shook his head. She could not help and see how his hair fell over his face as he stared at the water.

            "I can't really blame you for anything I guess," he looked at her as he said this. Her heart fluttered and her stomach danced. It felt almost as wonderful when they waltzed earlier. He turned his head back to the water. "Look Anaya, I think you are brave, as brave as they come, but you don't always have to be. Vlad and I, we really do care for your wellbeing. I know it doesn't seem that way, well the part about me. But I do." She saw his cheeks turn a little pink. She would've teased him for it if her cheeks hadn't heated up either. This small confession from him made her stomach turn, but in a good way. She turned to look at the water, not able to look at him when she replied.

            "Thank-you. I will always count on you two to help me until we reach our destination." She knew it wouldn't last forever. They would go their separate ways after they reached their goals. She knew that. So why did her heart break a little thinking about not seeing the man who has been a throne in her side since they first met?

            "Of course," Dimitri said. Shecouldn't tell if there was disappointment in his voice when he said this. "Want to go back to the cabin?" Anastasia nodded and took the hand he offered out toher.