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[AN]: I just realized...wither I school is completely screwed in the mind, or they're amazingly awesome, but going on a SCHOOL FIELD TRIP to NORTH CAROLINA for an entire WEEK...is actually cool! (The camping part will hopefully, be just as fun.)

It was the first time he noticed how quiet it was.

Gokudera walked slowly and weakly, farther and farther away, to some unknown place to match his heart's desire of being lost and hidden away from the rest of the world. He had no idea where the hell he was, which way he was going, or even how he'll get there, but he kept walking.

He glanced around at the people walking past him, a light hue of chatter coming from the city surrounding the bomber. Different colored lights were shining, blinking, and twirling all around him. It suddenly dawned on him that it was only a week away from Christmas. No wonder he felt so cold and wet.

...

Wait, wet?

Gokudera glanced down and saw that he was indeed, almost soaking wet. He shivered and reached a hand out to touch his shirt, but he stopped right before he did. Gokudera stared at his palm as white flecks drifted down onto it, before disappearing into small droplets of water. He looked up. It was snowing, and snowing hard. It had been snowing this whole time...and he hadn't even felt or noticed it. He knew his senses were going, but now...

Gokudera looked down at his palm and squeezed it into a fist a couple times. He didn't feel a thing. What else was going to be next? His thoughts ran to an utter and complete stop as he felt a familiar churn of his stomach. Legs shaking, Gokudera stumbled into the nearest alley and held onto the dirty wall. He held a hand over his mouth as blood came pouring out. His breathing became shallow and he coughed loudly as his lungs got blocked from all the blood. After a few moments, Gokudera stood back up. His eyelids were drooped and his body was about to give out from lack of strength. But he pushed himself and started to walk again.

The Italian's legs trembled as he staggered and his breathes were shallow and icy ones. Gokudera knew he was gonna pass out any moment, so he tried to find a empty spot to do so, so he wouldn't draw a crowd. An upcoming bridge caught his attention. Next to the stairs of one side was a tunnel, and to the right of that was a small indent where a river ran by. There was nothing but snow and wall in the little indent and it was almost completely hidden in the shadows. Gokudera made his way towards there.

Bu-bump, bu-bump, bu-BUMP

Black covered his sight and he became blind for a moment.

Bu-bump, THUMP

His sight flashed back.

'I have…. I have to make it there…. just to there….' He thought desperately. He felt heavy, like his whole body was being weighed down by something, making it harder and harder to walk, or even move. Gokudera felt his heartbeat pound in his head and chest. It was loud and hard, causing him to wince every time it skipped a beat or thumped loudly.

He started to wobble and trudged past the steps of the bridge. He was almost there when another THUMP cased him to choke. Gokudera gasped and coughed, trying to find oxygen, only to fail. His legs finally gave out and he crashed into the snow, the pressure from hitting the ground so hard, it knocked the air back into his lungs.

Gokudera laid there, panting loudly, eyes squeezed tight and waited for the pain in his chest to fade. He weakly opened his watered eyes and glanced around at where he had landed. It was barley inside the indent, but it was enough. He shut his eyes again and stayed still, until his body gave out, and he fell into unconsciousness.

[AN]: Read and Review please!