Once again he waited. He waited like he did everyday through the little crack in his cheap, plastic blinds, in his tiny house on his tiny street, in a quiet town. He always waited. He would always wait. It's not that the boy was particularly keen on waiting… nor was he particularly smitten with the idea of sitting by the window of his bedroom with his knees to his chest, jacket sleeve covering his mouth.

All of this had become routine really… all this waiting. He never understood why he always waited. Surely the human couldn't have been anything special. Sure, he was what would be considered to be good looking… the boy sighed. Actually he was really very cute. The boy scowled this time as soft, smiling eyes hidden only slightly by a pair of charming glasses and a pair of rosy pink lips contrasting with his pale skin and white scarf. A blush feathered across the boy's face as his black sleeve mechanically went to his mouth. With a light shake of his head the boy casted the thoughts away on a cloud lined with silver.

Slim fingers daintily lifted up the smooth plastic as a feeling stirred in his gut that told him the man was walking down the road. As if on cue, the boy walked down the narrow road to his drive. At the sight of his blonde hair and scarf the boy's heart flipped and his stomach became uneasy. The boy scowled at the human. The pa-…. What's that? Under the slim arm of the human he carried a package. A small little box. Oh please tell me it's not that one, he thought. Surely that could not be for him. A few more seconds of doubt washed over his person.. and then… the doorbell rang.

Now normally the letters he received were merely stuck through his mail slot without a word. All of the letters normally being junk mail or hate letters addressed to him from the pests that he called humans, all of which very rude and hurtful, but he did not care. As long as he got to see the human that delivered them. Always with that goofy smile and bounce in his step. Now what could possibly make anyone so happy. Surely not life.

Sometimes… the human wouldn't come, and all of the things he criticized about him, be it his cheery disposition or his walk. The other found himself missing them. So the boy would sit at his computer and write a letter to himself and mail it. Yes, he would mail himself letters from a false address just to see the human while he delivered it. This time… the boy had become a little brazen and had decided to send himself a package so he could hear the human's voice…

A fuzzy ping rang out in the boy's head as he stood and walked out of his room towards the door. His legs felt wobbly as he slowly walked.. a dark blush across his cheeks as he reached the door. He jumped as the doorbell was rung again and his hand snaked to the doorknob to turn it.

"Hello there!" The blonde chirped looking down at the package to take it out from under his arm. "I have this package," The boy looked up at the dark haired boy to whom he was delivering this package. "addressed…." Dark hair contrasted with beautiful and flawless, pale skin. Ruby eyes contrasted as well… The boy was beautiful he thought as his cheeks turned a dark vibrant red as their eyes locked for a few seconds before the raven looked down blushing taking a nip at the sleeve that was pressed characteristically to his lips. "t-t-to…. y-you.." The blonde stuttered out. A darker blush settled on his cheeks as the raven looked up at him through thick black lashes. With a slight tilt of the head the boy decided to look at the package in his human's hand. If only the human knew that he had just placed a shirt button in the package so he could have something to mail himself… just to see the mail man that delivered it.

Nodding the dark haired boy took the package in his sleeve covered hands as his blush increased in shades. The blonde fidgeted as he nervously pulled at his scarf. The raven narrowed his ruby eyes slightly as he stared at the human in front of him. What made him so special? What was this human doing to him? Blonde hair covered his eyes as he looked down twiddling his thumbs nervously before pulling a clipboard and a pen from his white messenger bag.

"U-um… W-will you sign for this please?" The blonde stuttered as he stuck out his arms in front of him holding out the clipboard and pen to Roppi. He noticed that the blonde had his eyes and head turned away from him. Was he really that repulsive? And how is he going to be able to lock his human's voice in his head if all he does is stutter?

Sighing softly Roppi set down the small box he sent himself and took the clipboard and pen into his black sleeve covered hands and scrawled his full name on the paper clipped to the board and held the objects back out to the blonde. As he did so the blonde relaxed somewhat and smiled. The blonde reached out and as he did his scarf moved away from the top right part of his vest to reveal a shiny name tag. The tag went as quick as it came as the blonde mailman grabbed the things out of Roppi's hands and blushed bright red as he came close to touching Roppi's hands.

Oh this would simply not do… Roppi mused. Surely he could not come this far without a name. Should he ask for it? Hmm… no… But I need to know this humans name… he decided.

Without warning Roppi stepped onto his porch and placed his sleeve covered hand to the blonde's chest shooing his scarf to the side to read the cursive on the name tag. Tsukishima. Roppi looked up at… Tsukishima, who was blushing dark red with wide honey eyes behind glasses looking down at Roppi's hand that was still placed on his chest. Blushing, Roppi stepped back behind the threshold of his door and picked up his package from the floor in one hand placing his other to his lips nipping at it muffling his words.

"Thank you… Tsukishima-san.." Roppi blushed as he looked down waiting for the blonde to walk away without another word. I'm sorry human… for thinking that you would be any god damn different then-

"You're welcome Hachimenroppi-san!" Tsukishima smiled as he blushed tugging on the sleeve of his messenger bag that was slung across his chest. "And you c-can call me Tsuki if you'd like… everyone does really." Tsukishima smiled at Roppi while the latter's frown was hidden by his sleeve. He didn't want to call his human something all of the other filthy humans call him. Hmm…

"Can I call you Tsuki-chan?" Roppi asked quietly looking up at Tsuki from his thick black lashes again hoping the blonde would say yes. Tsuki just smiled down at him nodding as his blush considerably darkened as he bit his lip smiling. Roppi blushed and looked down slightly embarrassed at his straight forward question. "Well… then thank you Tsuki-chan…"

The blonde blushed like a mad man and gave a goofy smile as he tugged on his scarf.

"Y-you're welcome Roppi-chan…" Tsuki stuttered as he blushed darker if even possible. Roppi's eyes widened as he blushed dark vibrant red and looked down hiding his face more behind his sleeve as his human walked back down his drive, his white scarf trailing behind him.