crimson-illusionist:

_{“Yuhi Kurenai,” the tiny girl puffed out with pride. Her manner immediately changed from hostility to delight over the roseate woman. Eyebrows knit together in a feigned sheepish matter before she gave a small dramatic gasp; wishing to flatter the pretty woman, as she went on her tiptoes, her digits touching a lock of the woman’s hair. “Your…your hair is so pretty!”}

_{Pink hues decorated the Kurenai’s pale countenance as she stumbled backwards, losing her balance slightly, crimson eyes focused onto the woman before her. “Ya’ are?”} 

^{“A-ah, you mean this?” Brows would furrow with feigned abashment from the query, digits coursing their way throughout rosy locks before a faint vermillion highlighted her cheeks. “I get that quite a lot, actually.” She openly admitted, a gentle chortle following suit. Propping herself on both knees to retain height level with the smaller, a delicate simper would linger upon twin-folds.}

^{Eyes continuing to focus onto her petite figure. “Well, it’s nice to meet ya’ Kurenai, my name is Sakura. Haruno Sakura. I take that you’re from the academy?” Since she’s never seen her around Konoha before, Sakura thought it would be etiquette to know the child first before anything.}