Haku was out on a stroll, and picking up some household supplies for Shiobe and her mother, since he was staying with them, dressed in his pink kimono and his navy blue wrap with the jade butterflies on it. He was holding a brown paper bag from his first stop, and was only half-focused on his surroundings. He’d been trying his best to just relax and not think too much, since Zabuza had vanished.
His eye caught a flash of white, and he looked over, and saw something that he thought must be a trick of his eyes. He did a double take, and then a very large smile split his features. No trick of his eyes. Though he had no idea what his childhood best friend was doing here, but he wasn’t going to question it.
Haku began waving, and calling out to him. “Suigetsu! Suigetsu!” A small, rational part of his mind whispered that Suigetsu probably wouldn’t even recognize him, since when he had left Kiri, he’d looked far less feminine than he did now. And that was also before he’d started wearing women’s kimonos when he felt like it. But he didn’t care. “Suigetsu! Hey! Do you remember me?”