kuro-kyuubi:

    _{Menma understood the concept of loneliness better then anyone, and knowing he’d nearly caused it unto Sakura was heartbreaking. Calloused digits swept across a warm mound - her cheek - a thumb gently grazing over her lower lip. “I’m sorry, Sakura.”}

   ^{It had been far too long since they last encountered - far much longer than what her mind could even grasp upon. Feeling calloused digits glide their way across a warm cheek, an even gentler smile would flourish itself along her lips. Eyes making a quick flicker to meet those of an azure pair. “There’s no need to apologize, we all tend to be busy every now and then, ne?” She inquired softly, voice lowering with each syllable.}