Authors note: Hey everyone. This is my first attempt at creating a story and I'm having a blast :D I'd just like to apologize for any spelling errors or weird sentences in this story. English is not my native language but I try my best to make everything look good.

Also, I apologize if some of the characters are wrong or weird or something... I'm trying my best :D

I'm going to have some chapters in this story! as this is only the beginning :D

Also! The POV will not only be from Iceland but the others to ;D (sorry for lack of Sweden here! He is hard to write :o )

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or the characters here

Iceland was feeling homesick at one of the boring world conferences looking out the window. He hadn't gone home for weeks and was longing for the sweet ocean breeze and his beautiful mountains. The current conference was held in France and though Iceland had nothing against the country he was exhausted after being dragged between countries by his fellow Nordics. They had been to every single country except his and Iceland knew he would not be getting home any time soon. Finland had complained that they didn't hang out enough so they decided to travel together for a little while. Iceland had never given in if he had known it would be for more than 6 weeks. 6 weeks! Common! No one can survive living with them for more than a day without getting exhausted!

Currently America had the rooms attention while trying to convince the others about something. Iceland just didn't have the energy to pay attention and usually he would get away with it because he was rarely asked for opinions. Of course that irritated him but it meant that he didn't have to pay as much attention as the rest of them.

When the conference was finally over Iceland followed his fellow Nordics up to their room to pack up and get ready to leave.

"Well that was boring" Denmark said while throwing his clothes into a big, red suitcase. Iceland wasn't in a good mood and asked grumpily " So, what boring thing are we gonna do next?" Norway and Denmark looked at each other and smirked. "Where going to your house dummy" Denmark said with joy in his voice. Iceland's face lit up and started to pack even faster! Finland smiled at Iceland sudden change of moods and started on his own bag. Two hours later and they were standing in the airport with an overjoyed Icelander jumping up and down. Only he didn't notice the gleam in everyone's eyes as they waited for their plane. Iceland would not have been so happy had he known what they were planning.

After three hours of flight they arrived at Keflavík airport in Iceland. They found their bags and called for a taxi. The weather was great. Sunny and quite hot for Iceland, not a cloud in sight. Everyone in the car was enjoying the view of the Icelandic nature. Denmark laughed a little while driving into the main city in Iceland. Reykjavík. " I can't believe this is called a city! How many of you live here?" He asked Iceland. " About 150.000" Iceland replied. Finland laughed at Denmark's shocked expression and even the tip of Norway's lips tugged up. "That's half of the population" Norway exclaimed. Denmark's face dropped.

An amused Finland looked out the window and was very shocked when the sight raindrops greeted him. "Wait, how...? I didn't see a single cloud in the sky a few minutes ago! And know it's pouring rain"

"How can you stand it Ice? And does no one know how to use an umbrella? " Denmark asked as he watched the Icelanders walk their way like nothing had happened.

Iceland who was used to the sudden change of weather chuckled over their shock, but ignored them the rest of the ride to his house which was cleverly placed a little from the city on a hill with a view over the ocean. Just the way he liked it. When they arrived they threw their bags into their guest rooms ant darted out, leaving Iceland alone with only Sweden left. Sweden looked at him with a gleam in his eyes and darted after the others.

Iceland was getting rather worried. Sure, they were always weird but this was just getting creepy. He was too tired to think more of it so he just brushed it off. He was home. Finally home. He took a deep breath of the salty air and laid down on his couch, not bothering to go to his room and fell asleep.

Note: Okay! I will post next chapter soon, if not for you than just for me :D