There Is No Barrier Between Us

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Natasha Rostova noticed that every time she looked at him, he was looking at her. He was Anatole Kuragin: an exceptionally handsome man who moved with a swagger that would have been ridiculous if he had not been so good looking.
It was difficult to concentrate on the grotesque and amazing opera with Anatole sitting near her with his large, glittering, masculine eyes and that hair: platinum blonde beauty folded upwards.
She could feel his gaze on her and her constant looks at him where enough to make Sonya curious of what exactly Natasha was doing. Sonya tried to see what her cousin's eye was on but failed to do so, only waiting impatiently for the cheers of "bravo!" After this, Marya D told the girls she was to go and gossip with another woman from church and the two were to stay there. Once she left, there was a rush of cold air as Anatole Kuragin entered the box.
They made small talk but it became more... intense when Sonya left to use the restroom. Natasha had a vague fear and feeling of Anatole seizing her from behind and kissing her on the neck. She shuddered, asking him if he liked Moscow.
"At first I did not like it much," he answered, nonchalantly, then adding some French with words that were a sure sign that he was flirting with her. When he finally left and Marya returned, Natasha left feeling more confused about Andrey than ever....

ayyyy. should I keep writing? I just wanted to try my hand at Comet FanFic. let me know. thanks!