Who: Yamamoto and Gokudera
What: When nightmares clash...
When: Nownownow
Where: Oh. Somewhere. I dunno. Park? Outside, anyway.
Takeshi ran.
He wasn't sure why he was running, only that he was, and he couldn't stop.
No, that was a lie. He was running from those things, and he could stop perfectly well, but that would be the end, and he would lose.
And further back: He woke up (except was it really waking, was it was it, because there was the feeling of wrong), and he remembered that he broke his arm -- still broken -- and everything was over.
Sword, wooden, in left, he ran.
He wasn't sure why he was running. He still wasn't, and why were they chasing him, and there was his sword--
He leaned against the wall, a split second, and jerked away when slime seeped into his shirt.
And besides, they were catching up.
Takeshi ran, and wondered when his strength would give out.