Sakura was running through the crowded airport. She bumped into a few people and hastily apologized. She had no time left to lose. Please, she begged mentally, please don't make me be late…
Frantically, the pink-haired woman reached the information point and asked for the flight Itachi was going to take. But when she heard the answer, she almost let herself fall on the floor in desperation.
It had already departed.
Completely numb and deathly pale, Sakura absently thanked the employee which had given her the information and slowly made her way out of the airport.
She was too late…