+1 old friend; @karoku-the-first
Karoku. Karoku's voice. Nai whirls around instantly, stopping in the middle of the street despite the rushing people and his friend's questioning voices. Maybe it was his wanting that conjured up the sound, but Nai knew that he had heard it. The knowledge is enough to send him sprinting down the street towards the sound, as fast as he could, yells behind him cut off by the crowd. All other thoughts were insignificant for Nai, now. If Karoku was here, then...
Rapid footsteps and hurried breaths take him to the place, the voice, the person he'd been yearning for for so long. Karoku. "Karoku!" he yells, his eyes widening at the sight of him, rushing up and throwing himself at him in a clumsy embrace, not even hesitating to check. He knew he was right--he couldn't be wrong, not about Karoku. Karoku's smell, Karoku's feel, and that...
"I was looking for you," he spills out suddenly. "All over and over!"