Sleep.

Whenever you have a paranoid friend that

needs. some. sleep.

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... Sleep.

Dearest friend, drowsy and half-awake.  Wishing not for your ill health I plead for your just rest.

For everything is said and done.

The preparations are complete.

Only a few hours separate us from the grand finale; your fears are unjust.

The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

... Eh?  How would I know?

You shouldn't underestimate me, my friend.

I know much more than I should.

- Like, how much you missed our "home", from all those years ago.

- Like how much you wished to forget, all those years ago.

You are like an open book, easy to read.

The only difficulty would be your complex thoughts; like the Greeks to Romans, or grade school students with a complex equation.

Hard, but not impossible to understand.

And so I plead to you, with no small ounce of irritation, that you stop this stubborn nonsense and get. some. rest.

... You've done enough already.

Now put down that map.

I swear, if you won't follow my instructions in the next few seconds, then I swear to God I will make you wish you were sleeping for eternity than incurring my wrath.

... There, much better.

Now was that so hard to do?

Get some well-deserved rest, dear friend.

God knows you'll need it tomorrow.

... And don't think I overlooked you hiding that map.

~ owari

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First written in the 24th of November, 2016.

Inspired (and not-inspired) by Code Geass, in which a mother-esque Suzaku gets all sentimental with best buddy Lelouch.

NOT A FANFIC.