Dear all of you stupid selfish bitches,

I am finally done...I am finally done of dealing with all of you...

I don't want to live this life anymore. It is just too painful to go on...

My happiness has been cut short by you...all of you are to blame...

You have destroyed my view of the world and sent me spiraling into a downcast hole of despair...

Yet...I deserved to be punished in the first place...I was born an impure child of Satan...

I was hated, despised, cursed...I only brought people fear and pain...

I wanted to be a kind, compassionate human being...I tried...I really tried...

But I failed...I failed so horribly...When I realized I was the cause of one of my best and closest friends commiting suicide...I knew I was nothing more than a monster in a woman's form...I was not a human...I didn't deserve to be called a human...

Even after this, I tried to cover the truth, to lie to myself and claim I was human...to claim I was a nice young girl...but it was all wrong...I was wrong...Everything was wrong...

But...not anymore...because I've finally freed myself...I have saved this entire, pure beautiful world from having to suffer under the hands of the evil, hideous demon that is me...

But remember...I still hate you all for helping me realize this...

God, just forget it...I don't even know what I'm writing about anymore...I'm just gonna get this over with once and for all...

Love, Ichijo

P.S. I love you, Becky. More than legally possible...


'A dream...this has to be a dream...a sicked, twisted horrible dream...a dream of my greatest fear...a dream that shows me the death of a loved one...but...it's...it's not a dream...it's real...'

Becky's mouth hung agape as the suicide letter slipped out of her fingers and gently touched the ground. She only stared at Ichijo's form, a rope wrapped tightly around her neck, for only a few seconds before she spewed the contents of her lunch onto the floor.

Collapsing onto her knees, Becky broke out into uncontrollable sobs. "Ichijo..." She whispered inbetween sobs, "Please come back...come back...come back...I...I love you too...please don't leave me..."

If anything, Becky prayed that this was just a sick joke, and Ichijo would soon appear later completely unharmed. However, this hope was nothing more than wishful thinking. When the shock of Ichijo's death grew too much for Becky, the young girl threw her head back and screamed.

Then, as if it was originally planned to happen, Becky lost consciousness and slipped into the world of dreams...


A/N: I like writing PaniPoni Angst for some reason. I also like Becky X Ichijo for some reason, also. Expect at least one more chapter for this fic as well as more PaniPoni fics in general!