Miran: I wrote... crap. Oh well. I had to get this out of my head. It was taking up precious space. Now that this is over with, I can work on other stuff.

Disclaimer: No. Own. Now leave me alone.

I opened the door to the roof. Len had called me up there. He said he had something to show me. It must've been really important because he pleaded and begged until I just… ran up the stairs.

I could only stare in horror. My sweet, beloved Mikuo was lying in a puddle of blood. I didn't bother to scream. He was already dead. He was killed on the roof of a school building.

… How could anyone get away with something like that?

Len smiled at me. "What do you think?"

"What do I think?" How could anyone ask such a stupid question? I shrieked, "You killed Mikuo! What do you think I'm thinking?"

"Well, there's no one standing between us now," he said, smiling at me still. "Obviously, I think you would feel joy. I love you, so I got rid of my rivals. That's okay though. You know what they say. 'All's fair in love and war.'"

I stared at him. He was some kind of freak. "So… you killed someone I love?"

"Ah, Rin, not 'someone,' I mean everyone. You know people only have one true love. Now we're the only ones for each other. It's works out just fine. It makes perfect sense." Not once did that smile falter.

My eyes widened. It was getting hard to breathe. Mikuo, I could handle, but… everyone I've ever loved? "You… killed… them all? My parents too?"

"Of course. I couldn't leave anyone out."

What happened to Len? He was so cute. Well, even grinning like a maniac, he looked adorable. But those words ruined it all, along with the insane gleam in his eyes. When did he start to think like that?

I glanced at Mikuo's body. I shook my head. "No… You're crazy!"

I'd rather be dead than stuck with someone like Len… He's obviously not right in the head, I thought.

Without another word, I threw myself off the side of the roof.

I bolted upright, gasping. I was practically crying. But once the initial shock faded, I was filled with relief. I was in bed, safe and sound.

I sighed shakily. "Ah… it was just a nightmare."

Arms wrapped around me from behind. "Mm? What kind of nightmare?"

I turned as much as I could to see a cute face, adorned with a psychotic smile.

Miran: Well, that's over with. I'm not too proud of this. Oh well.
By the way, I've been writing way too many oneshots now, haven't I? I can't get a solid idea for a story. Oh well. That's not really any problem, is it? I don't care.
That was an awful ending, wasn't it? And it's not very long... But I'll try to do better next time. I promise.

Please review. You know I love it.