The snow crushed gently beneath their feet. The powder illuminating with the bright moon. Their two breaths were clouds in the air as they walked slowly beside each other. The brunette led the blond carefully past the gates and down a path she seemed familiar walking on.

They wove past flowers that have either stayed for awhile or had just placed on the ground recently. It was silent. The rustle of leaves that managed to overcome the cold was the only sign that the world was still awake. Alive.

Krista's pupils stayed suited on the ground in front of her with feelings she could barely contain. Her eyes burned from the crying that was done not so long ago. Her phone in her jeans back pocket had finally rested from notifying that there was people who were messaging her and trying to call her. Her friends gave up on trying to contact her.

It was late. Freida would probably be the only one up. Waiting for her. But Krista intended on making her stay awake. She had no intent on heading home. Not now at least.

Ymir's pace slowed, making Krista raise her head to look at where Ymir wanted to stop. Krista bit her bottom lip, knowing better than to talk. To break a respect that deserved to live on through the night.

Her hands were shoved in her pockets. Ymir gazed down at the stone. The words engraved on the headstone were neat. Straight and clean edged. The taller girl crouched down carefully. A successful attempt in trying not to disturb the bouquet of flowers that rested on the ground. She withdrew her hands from her brown coat and reached out to tenderly caress the letters.

Krista didn't have to see her face to know that the brunette's expression was solemn. The blond rubbed her palms together to keep them warm. Her breath came out slowly. She watched reverentially.

Ymir's fingers glided over the name. She sighed. Her hand moved up to rest on top of the grave.

"Hi Mom," The freckled girl greeted aloud with a calmness that laced her tone. "I apologize for not telling you my plans on visiting you." Krista heard the attempted humor in Ymir's voice that immediately died out at the last two words. The brunette knew better. "I...guess you must of been disappointed at my attempt. I wouldn't blame you…"

Ymir paused. Her hand fidgeted and then she patted the stone.

"So much has happened since the last time I visited you." Ymir stated and her eyes glanced over to the flowers that laid on the ground. "I promise to bring you more roses when I visit next time. I know they are you favorite…..And trust me I won't make you wait long for my return."

"Boar has not been the best lately. If you couldn't tell by the nice addition to my face. Yes, I know I am disrespecting him by not referring to him by my father but he hasn't been….Dad." Ymir swallowed and an emotion of grief entered her tone. "He hasn't been the same since you left….I haven't either. It's just….It's just we miss you, Mom. A lot."

The brunette used her free hand to wipe at her moist eyes. She sniffed and then turned to look at Krista. Krista stood a little straighter as Ymir stared at her and then moved forward when the girl suggested to.

The blond crouched down by Ymir's side. Her knees just grazing the ground. Ymir touched her shoulder and turned to the stone with a soft smile.

"You must be wondering who this is, right? Well her name is Historia Reiss." Ymir introduced Krista to the taller girl's mother.

Krista waved her hand in greeting. "Hello. It's pleasant to meet you, Ms. Fritz."

Ymir chuckled lightly and told her mother, "If you couldn't have guessed, she is Rod Reiss's daughter. Shocker, right?"

Her smile dimmed and her expression was self aware. "I know when I was younger I said to you the day they buried you, that I would not befriend a Reiss for your sake. But look what happened….I came to a realization that you wouldn't be that happy on the idea of your daughter not being kind to the people who gave you the job that you had desperately needed back then."

"Me and Historia have had our ups and downs but I feel like we will turn out fine." Ymir nodded to her mother and rubbed the stone. "It's getting pretty late. I think I owe an apology to Levi and Hanji. For both your and my sake." She stood up and Krista followed along.

Ymir's eyes were watery. Her face a mix of somber and happiness. She looked down at the stone and finalized her good bye of tonight.

"Goodnight Mom." Ymir nodded curtly. "I love you." The brunette then turned and started to walk. She only gained a meter or so ahead of Krista until she looked back with question.

Krista returned her gaze and said, "May I have a minute to speak with your mom?"

Ymir's expression filled with surprise but she gave permission and stepped away to wait for the blond.

The blue eyed girl shifted her weight on each foot for a nervous moment. She swallowed, not realizing how anxious she would actually feel. The teen parted her lips to speak to Ymir's mother.

"I will admit to you that I have not been the nicest to your daughter," Krista started. "But over these past days I have learned a lot. I use to think Ymir was a jerk at heart but I have learned it is more of barrier for her. To contain her true emotions. I can tell that Ymir must miss you everyday and it must teach me that I should appreciate the ones that love me…." The short blond paused and she took an inhale of the cold crisp air. Her back bent and she lowered her voice to whisper to Ymir's mother. "Keep this between you and me. My mother and grandmother plan on marrying me off to another family. But I am not too keen on that. Ymir found me because of that reason and I really am thankful for forcing me to realize reality really isn't all sunshine and rainbows. I appreciate your daughter more than you can imagine and I hope to forge something with her with your consent."

Her back went back into proper position and stared at the stone. The cold night air bit at her. The trees rustled from afar. Her clouds of breath were growing smaller and faster as time went by. Krista waited.

Her feet were suddenly touched by something. It startled Krista for a moment and she retreated the step back. Her fear vanished when she laid eyes on what had contacted her.

The bouquet of flowers.

Her head rose and she flashes a grin to Ymir's mother. She dipped down in pleasure.

"Thank you. I will protect your daughter with my life, no matter what." Krista placed a hand on her heart and promised to the woman.

The blond wished a goodbye and went towards Ymir. The brunette just walked when Krista reached her side. She guided them out of the graveyard in silence.

A few minutes slid by when the two were a good distance away. Ymir's eyes were clouded with thought. Her expression of worry. Probably thinking of what she would say to Levi and Hanji.

Krista's heartbeat increased as she stared at Ymir longer. She felt a red creep up her neck and a warmth in her chest.

Krista grabbed Ymir's hand and pressed herself so that her arm was touching the teen's.

Ymir stiffened for a moment but then relaxed. Her head tilted to spare Krista a glance and then she look back to the sidewalk ahead of them.

"Historia," Ymir mumbled a little shyly.

"Call me Krista."

"Huh…?"

Krista giggled at the dumbfounded look on the girl's face.

"You earned it."

The blond hoped her eyes were not playing tricks on her. Or the dark was fighting against her side. She wanted to cherish that blush on Ymir's face.

"Mmmph," Ymir managed to grumble in reply and she turned away to avoid the staring the rich girl continued to do.

They walked in a comfort for a few minutes before Ymir gained enough confidence to speak again.

Her voice was soft to the night. "Thanks for everything….Krista."

The blond's eyes widened for a moment and then she sent a warm smile to the girl. Her hand squeezed her palm harder.

"Thanks to you too."

She hoped their relationship would grow stronger. Krista wished to see Ymir by her side more often. The blond knew that day would come when Krista would have to fess up to Ymir about the planned marriage. But for now she will go against her family and explore the emotions that had blossomed over time.

For now….she would make Ymir hers.

And to confirm her promise to herself, she tugged on the brunette.

Krista caught the Ymir's attention and the taller girl looked at her with confusion.

The blond shot a smile in response and then pulled her down.

Their lips collided.

They were frigid kisses.

Then they were warm.

And Ymir continued it on. Making a blush rise in Krista's cheeks.

The time was short and sweet. Ymir's taste was nice. Something Krista thought she could get use to. She would get use too.

When it ended, Ymir's eyes were glazed in a bliss and a small curve played on her lips. Krista stared at her and she felt another storm of emotion hit her.

"What was that for…?" Ymir asked, turning her head away and trying to focus on the path ahead. The clouds that formed from her mouth were disappearing and appearing repeatedly. Her hands seemed a little shaky in a nervous excitement.

"A promise to myself." Krista replied, reaching forward to grab the girl's hand again. She leaned in to partially rest herself on Ymir's arm.

"A promise?"

Krista thought about it and decided to change her answer.

"To us."

…

There. There is the epilogue. I will admit that I am slightly disappointed in this story but I will live. I imagine that these two will have a rocky path ahead but will make it through. Thanks so much to all who have read and reviewed. I appreciate it more than anything. I do have more Ymir and Historia stories planned for future so keep an eye out for more. I also do plan on making Levi and Hanji their own fic based off this universe too. These two from this universe will most likely appear in that story. Again thanks to all and for sticking around to the end. So byyeeee.

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