Note: This is not a song fic. The title just happened to speak to me.

Okay so I just came back from a family trip to Scandinavia and I am having withdrawals since 2 and a half weeks was waaaay too fast to visit seven countries in one go so this thing popped up in my mind and hopefully I can keep this up while another year of college is coming up again.

This fic has tiny inserts of other pairings but of course the main couple here is Sweden X Finland... or is it? ;D teehee~ *smacked* You don't need to review but they are appreciated! I would like to know what you guys think and perhaps tips as well :)

I would have to improve my game when it comes to the tours but I will worry about that later. For now, have fun reading!

I do not own the following:

- Hetalia (characters/names/etc.)

- NCL (Norwegian Cruise Lines)

- Princess Cruises (shore excursions/ship/facilities/etc.)

Chapter 1: Day 1

Tino Väinämöinen stepped out of the cab and paid the driver accordingly, thanking him as the other proceeded to transfer his luggage from the trunk to the long line of carts where all arriving passengers left their check-in bags for their convenience. He watched as his trolley was carefully placed on top of the pile, thankful that it wouldn't get crushed underneath the rest.

Satisfied, he checked his coat then pulled a smaller trolley along with him into the terminal to make way for the other vehicles pulling up into the parking lot. He took a quick look at the giant cruise ship majestically anchored next to the terminal. His family usually booked on the Norwegian Cruise Lines but as a present for graduating college they decided to send him on a cruise on his own aboard the Regal Princess. Too bad their schedules were too full to go with him.

One of the two largest vessels of the Princess fleet to date, the Regal Princess was to handle at least 4,000 people excluding its crew. Pure white and flawless after barely a year from its maiden voyage, it was far from what Tino expected to receive. From where he was he could see at least 9 floors of balconies and a row of life boats. Their iconic logo: a silhouette of a maiden's head with hair like the waves gleamed in the sunlight. He was lucky Denmark was having a good day after watching the weather reports a few days prior. It was mostly rainy with spring rolling in but today seemed just fine; cloudless and the cool wind whipping through his hair. He gripped his scarf and let out a shaky breath and headed inside.

The line towards the terminal's security scan was still short when he got there. Too short in fact that he had to pass up the chance to leach off the free wifi and contact his family once last time for a while. Who knows how the reception is when he is at sea. He went through without a fuss and then it was time for the welcome photo op. Tino watched as an old couple smiled before the camera before moving on, and then it was his turn to shuffle in front of the cruise ship backdrop.

"Are we waiting for anyone else sir?" the cameraman asked, taking a brief moment to look around.

The fin smiled a bit and shook his head. The shutter clicked and he thanked him before lining up again to get his cruise card. The cameraman checked his photo before glancing at the retreating young man. Going on a cruise on your own must be less enjoyable compared to having someone with you. "..Pardon me sir…" piped a blond young man, his British accept crisp. The cameraman jolted and apologized right away, setting up his camera to take the next photo of him and… is that a man or a woman?

Tino peered at the other side of the parking lot through the glass windows where the buses were stationed and only then did the throngs of passengers came down, hastily grabbing their belongings in an attempt to get ahead from the rest. Thank god his mother didn't sign him up for a coach or else he would be running around with them. There were rows of stalls to accommodate the incoming flood of people, some specializing in different foreign languages. Tino was already fluent in English enough to approach any counter, handing over his ticket and passport. After going through their database, the lady in the counter handed him a shiny blue card with a smile.

He read about those. Blue signified that it was the passengers first time to board with Princess Cruises, next is gold, ruby, platinum and lastly black (or elite as they call it) depending either how many days or number of cruises they would be on in the future. There was other information on the card besides his name and cabin number but he would ask about that later. He slipped the card into a plastic case attached to a lanyard around his neck and thanked the lady for assisting him then rounded the corner.

He finally got a good look at the portside exterior of the ship. It will be his home for the next 11 days and if he could recall correctly, his parents even gave him a deluxe balcony stateroom to give him a good view of the ocean during the voyage. It was a bit excessive for him, though he didn't protest since his parents already paid for the trip before surprising him and being a fresh graduate meant he doesn't have a job to ask for a permit for a leave yet anyway. A knot formed in his stomach. He had only been on a cruise twice, both instances with his family. Which meant this was his first on his own. Reviews about the cruise line online said there were a lot of things to do onboard but there weren't that many entries for lone passengers.

A passenger cleared his throat and Tino snapped out of his thoughts, turning to apologize for being in the way.

His eyes met the scariest pair of blue eyes behind frames he has ever seen.

What ever happened to guys looking great in glasses?!

Obviously this guy has yet to get the memo on that.

He let out a small squeak, teeth chattering not because of the cold but because of the blond half a head taller than he was but tall enough to stare down at him. The male was wearing a dark blue sweater, jeans and holding his coat on one hand while holding a suitcase in another.

Damn and he thought living in Finland all his life would be enough to ramp up his internal heater but he still needed a coat to stay warm. He shakily stepped aside, letting the other pass without another word aside from a grunt. If there is at least 4,000 passengers onboard this ship he begged the Nordic gods for the slimmest chance he can get to bumping into him again. He hasn't even set one foot into the ship and he already has a blacklist.

Violet eyes falling on the nearest gangway, he took a deep breath and continued to walk after the other disappeared into the ship, pulling his trolley with him. Alone or not, he would just have to find ways to entertain himself besides the shore excursions he was part of in each port of call. Besides the scary looking man he hoped there were fewer things to worry about. This was a cruise after all. Relaxing was a big thing in most occasions.

Today was day 1 of Tino's Baltic Cruise.