Summary: Unknown to everyone, Feliciano has been fighting an endless battle.. one that he cannot give up on. Not now or ever.

"Feliciano... You can't give up."

"B-But Nonno! I know the other nations are stronger than I am. I want to give up.. B-Besides I have you si?" The small Italian smiled up at his grandpa who sadly smiled back. He just was too innocent.. Too young to be facing a battle like this and he knew if he left his grandson unaware of the danger... He just didn't want his son to end up like him in the end.

"Feliciano.. I won't always be here. My Empire won't last forever. I can feel my empire beginning to fall apart."

"No!"

"Si. That's why you must promise me. You can't give up this fight. You can never give up. Just remember, I will always be proud of you no matter what you do."

"...N-Nonno.."

"Don't worry. I have two cute grandsons and I am sure you can do it. You have a big heart and one day I am sure you can live peacefully. So promise me you won't give up."

"I-I promise..."

Feliciano gasped as he bolted up from the bed panting heavily. Its been a long time since he had that dream... The promise he had made to his grandpa. The one he couldn't afford to break. Not now or ever. Back then, he never truly understood why his grandpa made him promise that he should never actually fight but to keep on fighting. Now it was clear as day and he wasn't planning to let his grandpa down.

He knew his fratello never truly understood why their grandpa choose to take Feliciano rather than Lovino and he was jealous of not being able to go. To be honest, Feliciano wished that his grandpa didn't have to take him... he truly didn't. Its not that he didn't have fun painting and drawing.. It was the other reason.. the secret that his grandpa passed down to him.

Feliciano looked beside him not surprise that the bed was empty. Of course Ludwig was already up probably working on paperwork again or training. He sighed as he laid back down on the bed feeling mentally and physically exhausted even though he just got up. It wasn't his fault that he was always exhausted. It was because of that war that always tired him out. It always made him so exhausted and he was thankful he made Ludwig think that his naps were just a weird quirk of his. He didn't realize that Feliciano was so exhausted by that time he just needed to rest or he wouldn't be able to continue on. He actually would pass out he missed his daily siesta. Though his weakness was an act... though only Sadiq actually have any idea of his real strength. That probably wasn't even half of his real strength and that was one of the days he slipped up.

It worked in the past and it still works... Especially during World War II. He knew that this was a war that Ludwig was really counting him on and he let him down. Come to think of it, how many people did he have to let down in order to keep them safe? Probably millions of people. It frustrated him that he had to pretend to be stupid, to turn a blind eye to so many terrible things, to pretend he was weak that he couldn't help them... World War II, he swore he would of failed his grandpa if his brother did not force them to join the Allies. He never told his brother how thankful he truly was for it would be so... strange. After all he ended up betraying his "best friend" for that stunt. One that cost him to be bombed though in the long run was worth it.

He stared up in the ceiling his honey colored eyes unfocused and full of despair and hurt. It was tiring to fight. It was tiring to keep up this act. It was tiring to keep this up but if he wanted to protect everyone, he had to keep on fighting. This was one fight he could not surrender or just run away.

Come on Feliciano~ We both know that you could just give up and you will never have to fight again.

Feliciano bolted up from his bed closing his eyes holding his head. He quickly put up his mental barriers and made so many defenses mentally cursing himself for lowering his guard for a second. He quickly got up from Ludwig's bed slipping on his clothes. This time he won't let anyone down. This time he won't run away.

Maybe one day he could tell everyone the battle he had to fight. Maybe one day they will finally know what he did to keep them safe. But.. For now..

Feliciano closed his eyes and put a smile on his face and opened the door.

"Luddy~! Can we have pasta today?"

A/N: Do you guys know what Feliciano is fighting? What do you think? I would love to know so leave a review and let me know what you think.

Edit 12/6/15: After talking to one of my friends, I decided to continue it and it will be updated.