Full Summary: Feliciano and Lovino were raised together until they were nine. When people come and separate the brothers for nine more years their hearts are torn. Feliciano was now raised to be a prince, and Lovino a servant of him. Based off of Servant of evil by Len.

Finally! My first Hetalia story. This story was inspired by a MMD that can be found here (/watch?v=l1vajgPecAk&feature=endscreen&NR=1) A few noted before you begin.

I'm aware that the Italy brothers are not twins, but for the sake of the story they are.

Their personalities are changed in the begging, for story sake. They aren't themselves in the first chapter, because they are merely children. Please just cope with it until I can get more chapters up.

I hope you Enjoy!

(P.S. I use '~X~' in place of page breaks, just a bad habit)

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How did it end like this? His brother, his only brother, now this evil. It wasn't fair; he had never thought that it would turn out this way. He was the servant. His brother had been prince, but their world…their world had collapsed. It didn't have to either. This could have been avoided. So why?
Simple. It was their lives, it was their destinies. But why were they so cruel? He didn't like it. He never thought he would be here, facing his brother because he had been accused of sins too bad to explain. His brother…His brother.

"Hey! Hey, Lovino! Wake up!"

The voice jerked Lovino from his slumber. He opened his eyes and looked around. It wasn't yet dawn. He was in his bed, with Feliciano standing above him. Lovino groaned and sat up, looking at his brother.

"Why are you waking me up so early?" Lovino asked grumpily.

"Oh, Lovino! You sleep too late! The day around us is gone to waste! Come on!" Feliciano begged, pulling at Romano's small hands. Romano yawned and stretched, taking his hand away form his younger twin's grasp.

"Get outta here, let me sleep!" Lovino pressed, lying back down and rolling over upon his stomach to get comfortable.

He was only nine; he and Feliciano lived in a rather large house around the outskirts of a great kingdom. The kingdom was ruled by an elderly king.

The twins were treated as such royalty, though they never knew why. They had things bought for them, they got to do things that only the monarchy would do. They had maids, and butlers and cooks. For them it was a luxurious, yet questionable like.

"Oh, come on! Let's go out to the field and stay there today. I don't want to meet with Antonio and Roderich and Elizaveta. You know they just end up talking about us as if we are not there!" Feliciano begged. Lovino sat up again and nodded, sliding his feet out of bed. Both boys wore similar rich night robes to bed. They were simply white, though Feliciano's had a red, green and white ribbon on his collar.

Feliciano was talking about the three adults who often visited. Their grandfather, Roma, would force them to be in the same room while they talked. The problem was that they talked about the twin's futures, what they expected, and what the brothers were to become.

"Okay, let's go." Lovino decided.

"Shouldn't we get dressed?" Feliciano asked, "That's why I woke you up early." He added. Lovino shook his head.

"No, we're fine. Let's go!" he exclaimed, grabbing Feliciano's hand and leading him from his room.

The twins had separate rooms, but most nights, after the adults had gone to bed, Feliciano slid next to Lovino for the night. They looked out into the hall, and, upon seeing no one, crept out slowly. Their bare feet made no noise, for they were light and weightless. No one stirred as they passed doors, for not many people slept here. The house, though large, was always empty.

When they reached the back door on the first floor to the house they pushed it open slowly, Feliciano peering around his brother's shoulder. "Let's go." Lovino whispered, taking a step into the cool darkness of night. Underfoot the concrete of the back porch made their feet colder, but then it turned to soft grass.

Beyond the house was a large forest, and in the middle of that lay a beautiful clearing where flowers of every kind grew. When they were five Grandpa Roma had built a swing for them from the largest tree around the clearing. Now more was expected of them, more than fun and games.

"No one's looking?" Feliciano breathed into Lovino's ear gently, a pace behind his brother. Lovino looked back at the house before they entered the woods, not a light was one. The shutters to all the windows were closed. The back door they had closed behind them was as undisturbed looking as ever. He nodded.

"Let's go." He said, and they entered the dark woods. The trees were silent and luminous as they towered over the twins. The grass underfoot was damp with the coming morning dew, and was left flattened after they passed over it. The air around them hung with moisture, yet seemed to be stale as well. The brothers walked for a while, so small under the giant world around them. Finally, after at least ten minutes, they reached a large clearing. By this time the sky had started to become bright again, streaks of pink and red dashed through the sky.

The field was littered with daisies, bushes of berries, and rose bushes. It was an image of absolute perfection, and brought a smile to both of their faces.

"Come on." Feliciano said, pushing past Lovino to step into the softness of the ground. He grinned as his feet hit the grass and then bounced on his toes, beaming. Lovino followed his brother more slowly as they walked into the clearing. At once Feliciano made a beeline for the swing opposite of them. He pulled himself onto the seat and kicked his legs back and forth, trying to get up momentum to move.

"Lovino, push me?" he asked as Lovino approached, smiling lightly. Lovino nodded and walked behind his brother, grabbing the sides of the swing where he wasn't touching and pulling it back slightly. He pushed forward with all the strength his nine year old arms could muster and found himself filled with joy as Feliciano laughed.

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"Here." Lovino said softly, handing Feliciano a red rose, void of thorns. Feliciano grinned and took it.

"Thank you!" he exclaimed, hugging his brother and holding it tightly. Lovino smiled as Feliciano added it to a small pile of flowers he had collected for fun.

It had been long since they snuck out. Lovino knew that the adults must be frantic now, but he didn't really care. He was here with his younger brother, and that was all that mattered. Feliciano's night robes were stained with grass and damp from the water dripping from trees and clinging to the grasses. The sky above them was a perfect picture of a dawn. The sky, though also blue, had clouds highlighted in silver, gold, and pink strokes. The light brought upon them reflected every drop of dew on every leaf and grass and petal, shining crystal.

"What time do you think it is?" Feliciano asked after a moment of silence, in which he admired his flowers.

"Maybe ten." Lovino answered, not really thinking about it much, "Does it matter?" he asked.

"Of course not!" Feliciano laughed. Lovino smiled again. His brother just had that affect on him. For one couldn't help but be happy when Feliciano smiled. Lovino hoped the younger twin's smile never left his face. "Ah! Lovino look!" Feliciano yelled suddenly. Lovino gasped as Feliciano jumped up in fright, pointing to the flowers. A long legged spider had crept from the petal of a daisy, a black dot on the glorious yellow flower. Lovino blinked as Feliciano hid behind him, shaking.

"It's just a spider." He told his twin. Feliciano nodded, but looked scared.

"They scare me…" he muttered, grabbing the back of Lovino's robes. Lovino nodded. Feliciano had great fears for the smallest things, but it never got annoying. Lovino pulled gently from Feliciano's grip and knelt next to the eight legged creature. He held his small hands out and captured it in his palms. He could feel the legs of it flicking madly against his skin. With a determined expression Lovino walked over to the edge of the clearing, to there a thicket of brambles were, and brushed the spider out onto it. He returned to Feliciano quickly.

"Thank you!" Feliciano cried out, baling his fists and wiping away his oncoming tears.

"Don't cry, Feli!" Lovino exclaimed, grabbing his brother's wrists and pulling them away from his face. He pushed the sleeves of his own night robes over her hands and pushed away the tears. "You should remember that the spider is more afraid of you than you are of It." he said. Feliciano trembled slightly, looking frail, "It probably has a family that would be very sad if it never returned. We have to remember that."

"But they look scary. Their legs are long and creepy." Feliciano muttered, but he had stopped crying.

"Imagine if a person over a thousand times your size screamed when you appeared. Would you be scared?" Lovino asked, lowering his hands to his side. Feliciano nodded. "Right. And it's the same with the spider. We are so much larger than it, and must use that wisely, not against it. Show it kindness and respect."

There was a silence that followed Lovino's speech. He may be young, but both he and his brother knew more logic than someone else their age.

"Okay…" Feliciano breathed, "I won't be scared." He promised, wrapping his arms tightly around Lovino's neck and hugging his twin. Lovino hugged him back briefly before pushing him back a bit, smiling.

"Good to hear." Lovino said truthfully, and Feliciano smiled as well. He knelt back down next to the flowers and, though casting a sort of wary glance at the pile, picked them up. He held them tightly to his chest, closing his eyes for a moment, then pulling a rose from the pile and giving it to Lovino, who took it.

"Thanks." He said and held it tightly for a moment, then dropped his hand to his side.

"Should we be going back?" Feliciano asked. At that moment his stomach gave a great growl, and both of them looked down at it before laughing.

"Okay, I hope that Antonio and Roderich and Elizaveta aren't there yet." Lovino said, Feliciano took the lead as they began to walk back the way they had originally come from. Every once in a while Feliciano would stop to place a flower in the crook of a tree, or the roots of a bush, marking a beautiful trail. Eventually he was left only with the red rose Lovino had given him.

When they reached their large great house both of them paused. They didn't really want to sit through hours of needless talking with the adults. Roderich was known to be quite strict with rules and disciplining. Elizaveta was a more kindhearted person, but the twins knew she used to be in the army, for everyone had mistaken her as a man. Antonio was breeching adulthood, barely 20 years of age, but he acted so much older than that.

"Let's go." Lovino said finally, grasping Feliciano's hand and dragging his to the house. They pushed the door open and slid inside quietly, trying to be sneaky. However, if there was one thing their grandfather was, it was good of hearing. He at once stormed around the corner from a side room and glowered down upon the twins.

"Where…have you been?" he demanded in a low voice. Their guardian was usually quite warm of heart, but when he needed to be he was fierce. Both of the boys stumbled around for their words, and quickly tried to think of something to get them out of trouble.

When they were silent, merely casting looks at each other, their grandfather sighed.

"I asked you where you were…boys?" he asked again. Lovino grasped Feliciano's hand tighter and pulled his brother partially behind him, an urge to protect him kicking in.

"We wanted to play outside." He said simply, trying to look as innocent as possible.

"Roma! What's taking so long!?" yelled a sudden voice from the room where their grandfather had appeared. A man walked out, wearing a rather formal purple coat and many ruffles upon his shirt. He wore glasses, and had a part of his hair sticking up at the top.

"I am sorry, Roderich, it's just the boys. I'll be along." He said, making a waving motion, "Tell Elizaveta and Antonio it will be only a moment." He added. Roderich nodded and walked back into the room. "Boys. Go to your room and get dressed. I'll get Arthur to make sure you don't get sidetracked. ARTHUR!" he yelled suddenly, causing the small siblings to jump.

A few moments later a blonde man came hurrying from a room opposite of the one Roderich and the others were in. he had the brightest green eyes, and was carrying a stack of clean, folded clothes.

"What ever is it? I was just finishing the laundry." He said with a hint of angst in his voice. His gaze landed on the boys, who both gave him uncertain looks.

"Take the boys to their rooms and get them looking presentable, would you?" Grandpa Roma asked.

"Right away, come on, Feliciano…Lovino." He said, waving a hand for them. Eager to leave the stern gaze of Roma they hurried after him. Arthur was a British man, who had only just started to work with him. In fact, several new staff members had been added lately. This included an American weapons specialist, Alfred, who seemed like a child. They both wondered why Roma had chosen a sudden change in staff; all of them were foreign too…

"What did you guys do this time?" Arthur asked curiously, looking at them curiously.

"Snuck out early. To play in the clearing in the woods." Feliciano said at once. He liked the Brit, he was nice to them, and always helped them when they got scrapes and cuts. In a way he was the father that neither of them could remember.

"You shouldn't have, you know that." Arthur said sternly, but his eyes twinkled with a glint of humor.

"But we hate being here when Roderich and them are here." Lovino explained, "They always pretend we're not there. But we have to stay anyway."

For once Arthur had no reply, he was silent, his gaze darkened.

"What the matter?" Feliciano asked with concern. He held the rose close.

"Nothing Feli." Arthur said quickly. Lovino narrowed his eyes. Arthur clearly knew something they didn't. And what he knew obviously wasn't good.

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