A/N: Thanks _books_and_bands_! For the suggestion!

*Krista's POV*

It's been a few weeks since my first break-up with Reiner. Basically, it was me who dumped him, because he wasn't taking his task seriously.

I don't feel like I ever wanted to have another relationship with a guy, even though temporary. It's pointless since... Same thing anyways, right?

KNOCK KNOCK!

I slowly opened the door, my worries disappearing to find out it was just my best friend, Ymir.

She's a tomboy. I don't really mind considering the fact she hangs out with me a lot and acts like a real best friend

She bowed her head slightly with her usual greeting, "Sup, Krista."

I nodded quickly, "Good morning, Ymir!"

She let herself in and leaped on my couch. She turned on the TV, reminding me,

"Hey, Krista. Don't forget my guy friends are coming here tonight for a hangout. My apartment's being infested with goddamn insects."

"Oh." I nodded quickly again, "Yeah of course." I rushed to my room and grabbed a checklist, reading it carefully,

"Okay. So the usuals. Denmark, Iceland, Sweden, Finland and...wait...Norway? Who's that? Never seen him before."

Ymir formed a smirk, "Oh, Denmark invited him over."

"Ahh...okay, then." I set the checklist aside. Ymir gave a simple, "see you later." And left my apartment as I began preparing.

As I was saying earlier, my romance status isn't really much of an option right now... or... Probably never.

Ever since the relationship came to an end, I promise myself I will never make the same mistake of ever trusting a guy, ever.

I think of Ymir as an exception, even if she's tomboy, she's my friend. And plus, she's a girl. That won't change no matter what.

I've been to several parties with Ymir and her guy friends. I never really fell in love with any of them, it was quite easy for me

They treated me like one of their gal friends, same with me. Them and Ymir are the only close people I have. My parents are dead and I'm an only child. They're pretty much welcome all the time.

But I have a feeling this is gonna be even more different. I don't know but...it's just a feeling though. So...

I'll just try my best not to fall in love...

~~time skip~~

Ymir slouched on the bar chair while I carelessly dressed up...a little more. A long sleeved shirt with a black vest and navy blue legging.

i know Sweden's coming over so...I don't wanna look completely underdressed with my...normal shirt and...jeans... He'd slap me for that.

After I dressed up, I walked to the front of the door and waited for them to arrive.

Then...

DING DONG!

I opened the door, to see the rest of the gang. They're all familiar, except for that one guy in the back with Denmark, I guess that guy must be Norway...

*Norway's POV*

I'm not sure if it's a good idea for Denmark to bring me to a party just after I broke up with my ex-girlfriend, Belarus.

(A/N: yeah, that's a ship. If you don't know. But I don't ship it)

It was a tough one. I made a huge mistake, and I got dumped for that and because she said she loved Russia, and caring too much if she wasn't loved back.

I swear to god, I will never fall in love with any girl ever again. Relationships turn out great from the start, but just never lasts.

I placed my arms at my back, whispering at Denmark,

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

He nodded with a smirk, "Yeah, this'll definitely get your mind off Belarus. And plus, there's someone me and Ymir would like you to meet..."

I gave him a desperate sigh as Sweden knocked on the door. A young, blonde girl answered the door with a polite greeting,

"Hey, guys! Come in, Ymir's already here."

The five of us entered the room. Ymir gave us word that she actually owned this giant apartment. I'm impressed.

I hear this blonde one always at every hangout they have. She's the planner.

Ymir, Denmark and Iceland headed to the movie room to watch, "unfriended". Sweden and Finland were cooking, and all I did was sit at the bar corner doing nothing.

Suddenly, I heard someone beside me, asking,

"So, you're Denmark's bestie?"

I turned my head around, it was just the blonde girl. She gave me a smile and lent me a hand as she took as seat,

"I'm Krista! I'm...the owner of the apartment. You must be Norway."

I paused before I made a response, so I just shook her hand gently and gave her a warm smile.

"Yes. Nice to meet you, Krista...?"

"Lenz." She grinned, "Krista Lenz."

I nodded slowly, "Lenz..."

She faced forward, grasped her hands slightly. I could tell something's bothering her. She looked desperate to me.

"Ms. Lenz? Are you okay?"

She looked at me with a grin, turning away again, "Oh, nothing. I just...remembered something in not supposed to..."

I sighed, "I don't mean to get involved, but... What exactly is the problem?"

She pressed her lips infuriatingly, "Well... I just had a recent breakup with my boyfriend. It was tough,now I really don't wanna have another relationship."

I turned my head away, biting my lip, "I know how that feels like. I just had a recent breakup with my girlfriend. It was a pretty rough time as well."

Her eyes began to widen as she grinned again, "Haha...well hey, at least I can share my misery with someone."

I smiled back, our conversation continued and turned out smoothly.

~~~a few minutes later~~

*Krista's POV*

I led Norway to the balcony, where our conversation continued. It was fun, we had a lot of laughs.

"I had to buy Belarus a dozen flower bouquets because she said she wanted girl valentine stuff. Then, it turns out she's allergic to the flowers I got her, so I had to give it to Iceland, who thought I was gay because of that."

I chuckled drunkly as I covered my forehead. "Wow, Norway. I haven't found a guy as great as you before."

We both stared at each other in smiles. Then I heard a familiar voice asked,

"Are you two dating?"

We both turned around, asking surprisingly,

"Dating?"

Ymir and Denmark were at the balcony door with smirks. I then realized everything and sighed,

"Okay I get it now. You two knew we had bad breakups, so you planned to hook us up."

They both nodded in laughs, asking in unison,

"So...can you guys make it work?"

Norway looked at me and asked as well, "Well, Krista? Can it?"

I smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "call me Historia."