Disclaimer: I. NO. OWN.

A/M: This seriously started out as something completely and totally different. I was online a few days ago, searching for an inspiring poem to write a BluesRockman around, and I found one that was called "Don't Deny" by a guy from South Carolina (?) named Ken Collins. No clue who the dude is. But I took his poem, put it in a document, uploaded it, and wrote about 5 lines inside it. I had givin absolute credit for the poem to Ken, and was writing a little bonus actiony thing like I did with "Every Time We Touch". But then I looked back over the action thing, and decided, ya know what? I'll just make it a drabble/oneshot. So I took out the poem, took out the credit for the poem since I was no longer using the poem, and took out the parts where I had mentioned using the poem. Then, to make things even more confusing, I re-re-read it, and decided it would be better as a NettoEnzan. So I changed everything from Blues to Enzan and Rockman to Netto. And the finished, revised, and re-finished product sits before you. Read, mortal fool.

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(---Netto-kun's POV---)

Dang...he's got me curious now!

(...Flashback...)

"Um...Netto?"Enzan walked up to me a little too casually.

"Yeah, Enzan? Whatcha need?"

"I kind of...need..your advice. More like your help AND advice."

Processing..."With what?"

Enzanput his hands behind his head (A/N: WHY do all anime boys do this!) and blushed just a tiny, unnoticable bit. "I'm writing a letter to someone, but I don't know what to say." He said very quickly. That's saying alot, sinceEnzan normally speaks verrrry slowly.

I picked up on the nervousness and barely teased him about it. "Oooooh, a love letter? Who's it to, Enzan-kun?" I went a little closer to him with sparkling eyes that knew I had struck a nerve by calling him kun.

And indeed I had.Enzan pushed me away gently and turned around a little bit, seemingly choosing his words before saying, "It's...not a love letter. It's to someone I met a long time ago, who...never mind who it's to. Can you help me? Please?"Enzan turned back around to face me, and he looked just like a fangirl admiring her fan-object: the typical hands-clasped, eyes sparkling, excess sparkles floating around his head.

Blink, blink. "Sure, Enzan-kun." It won't come without a price though...maybe I'll just call you Enzan-kun for the rest of your life. Enzan-sama's too formal. Bah.

Enzanperked up immediately and grabbed my hands. "Oh, thank you, Netto-kun! Thank you!" I started blushing a little bit, but he didn't seem to notice.

(...End Flashback...)

I had helpedEnzan with his letter, and it seemed perfectly fine. But now I desperately wondered for whom the letter was intended.Enzan insisted he make some changes at the end, after re-reading it, and I agreed. Is it someone I know? Is it someone I hate? Is it someone I like? Dang it! I gotta go ask him now!

I set off into DenCity, heading toward the post office. There I sawEnzan standing near the desk, idly chatting with the secretary. He didn't notice me walk up.I overhead a little bit of their conversation, and I distinctly heard him mention that he wanted the letter to get to its destination as fast as physically possible. The lady at the desk said that she'd send someone out to deliver it immediately.

Once I had reached him, he looked up and panicked a bit. He began talking a little faster, and was about to mail his letter when I stopped him. "Hey, Enzan-kun! Gonna mail that letter I helped you write?" I nudged hima little bit in the arm, and he backed off.

"Yes, I just did. Before you got here, thankfully..." I barely heard those firstwords because he half sighed, halfwhispered them.The secretary looked puzzled at Enzan's response, but sheshook her headand resumed filing some paperwork. I looked atEnzan with a questioning look, but he just turned around and left, so I followed him, naturally.

"Enzan! What was that all about?" I said after catching up with him, but Blues just kept on walking. I sighed and fell back, then turned the other way to go back home the long way. I stopped by Meiru's house and we talked a bit and played tag, then I walked home to find that I had a letter from someone who didn't put a return adress on the envelope. I opened the letter and skimmed the first line to find that the first words were my own.

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Aaaaah! I just thought that was amazingly cute! This is going to start a collection of oneshots/drabbles that will soon come to fruition! R&R, else Netto-kun get mad!