Written as a birthday present for Ventusio.

Beta'd by Aerle.

You've got mail

Sanji frowned as he read the letter in his hand. "Please do so before February 13 or you will have to pay a fine." He looked at his calendar. It was the twelfth of February, meaning the last day it was possible to do what they asked in the letter.

He cursed. Why had he only gotten this letter today? The letter was dated more than two weeks ago! Sure, sometimes it took a little long for the mail to reach him, but this was the third time already that something like this happened. He had heard from his neighbor that they hired a new mailman for their neighborhood and that he wasn't the fastest, but Sanji hadn't seen the guy in person yet. But he would soon enough, or so Sanji hoped, because he was still expecting a package that should actually have been delivered yesterday.

He looked at his watch. It was a little past two p.m., so he didn't expect the mailman on his doorstep very soon. He would probably wait until the end of the afternoon.

Sanji's eyes widened, however, when he saw the other clock on his watch count down quickly. His watch had two different clocks, just like everyone else's. One showed the time of the day, while the other showed the time that was left until your met your soulmate. And that clock on Sanji's watch was now counting down as if his soulmate was running towards him.

He felt his heartbeat speed up. Was this beautiful lady coming to his house, ready to run into his loving arms? He would gladly let her hug him, press her voluminous breasts against his own body…

He suddenly felt something warm and wet on his upper lip, and when he brought his hand up to his nose, he immediately noticed blood was dripping from it. "Shit." Sanji walked towards the kitchen to get a tissue and wiped the blood away. He looked down at his watch again, but when it was counting down just a moment ago, it was now counting up again.

Sanji sighed disappointed. What happened? Did she change her mind? Why? She didn't need to get anxious, he would never disappoint her, let alone harm her in any way!

He quickly walked towards his front door and opened it, letting his eyes scan the neighborhood as far as he could see. However, it seemed to be a quiet day, and the only thing he could see moving was a white van, driving towards the end of the street. Wait, was that the mail van? The one they used to carry around packages?

Sanji hoped for the mailman that it wasn't, because if it was, there was no acceptable reason to drive past his house without delivering his damn package!

After making sure there was really no lady in the street, afraid to come to him or with any other reason to not be in his arms yet, Sanji closed the door again. He occupied himself with making preparations for dinner. Who knew? Maybe his soulmate would come by later today and if he were to invite her to dinner, it better be the best dinner she'd ever had.

While being busy in the kitchen, Sanji stared out of the window. He imagined what his soulmate would look like and all the possible reasons that she could have not to come to him after all. Or maybe it was his own fault. Of course it was his own fault! It could never be the fault of a beautiful lady! He was probably meant to go somewhere, but he hadn't, and that was why he hadn't met her! Even though he had no idea where he should have gone to, Sanji was sure that must have been the reason.

He raised his eyebrows when he saw the white van again, coming out of a street that ended in his street. His right indicator light was on, but the van turned left. Sanji snorted. "What idiot ever gave that guy his driver's license? He can't even tell left from right."

He checked his watch again, when his eyes widened a second time that day. His soulmate clock counted down again, until the van passed his house, then the numbers began to add up once more. Shit, she was in that van?! Sanji followed the vehicle with his eyes until it was out of sight.

She must be lost. The poor thing was probably confused or just so nervous that she couldn't find his house! She would be so grateful when he would just show up near her van and show her the way! Sanji washed his hands, dead set on running out of his house the next time he saw the white vehicle.

He stared out of the window for another thirty minutes, thinking of a hundred possible things he would say to her when he finally would meet his soulmate. He was almost starting to become afraid she wouldn't show up anymore, when he finally caught sight of the van again. His heart began to beat a little faster and for a moment, he was glued to the ground. He saw the vehicle coming to a stop in front of his home and that was the moment he jumped into action.

He sprinted towards his small hallway and took a deep breath. Checking his watch again, he saw that he had twenty more seconds. This was it. This was the moment he had lived towards his entire life until now. Sanji cast a quick look at the mirror to check his hair and used his fingers as a comb to straighten the bit that could be better. He grabbed the deodorant and sprayed a tiny bit under his arms, his aim being a little off on his right, but he couldn't be bothered by that. He threw the deodorant in a dark corner that couldn't be seen from the door and straightened his clothes. When he had one second left, he opened the door, a big, hopefully loving, smile on his face.

Sanji blinked when he saw a man standing on his doorstep, wearing a uniform that linked him to the post-office, and holding a box in his hands. Despite his green hair, he was very handsome. Sanji's smile faltered. "You're the mailman."

"Yes, I'm aware of that." The man – Roronoa Zoro, according to his badge – held out the box to him. "I've got a package for mister Blackleg, is that you?"

Sanji placed his hands on the box, to take it from the man, while it gave him a good look on his watch. Shit, his soulmate clock really showed zero. So this was it then. What a bummer. "Yes, that would be me. You know you're late? Again?"

"Well, you could have come and get it yourself if you are so impatient." Zoro let go of the package as soon as he was sure Sanji had gotten it. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a home in this neighborhood? It's like a fucking labyrinth here."

"No it's not! You drove past my house three times already!" Sanji argued. The guy was already getting on his nerves. "Besides, don't you have GPS?"

Zoro snorted. "Yeah, that damn woman kept telling me to turn around, so I turned it off."

Sanji rolled his eyes. "I'm not surprised, when you have moss as brains," he mumbled.

"Yeah, like that dart-board eyebrow will do you any good." Zoro grabbed a small device and presented to Sanji. "I need you to sign here."

"No, listen," Sanji said as he put down the box. "I'm not done with you. This package should have been delivered yesterday. Besides I've gotten some letters the past few weeks that were way too late. I won't accept this any longer."

"So what are you going to do now?" Zoro quirked an eyebrow.

"I-" Sanji would say that he'd complain to the man's boss, but on second thought, that didn't seem like the best way to start off with his so-called soulmate. "I'll kick your ass the next time you're late."

"Heh, like you could." Zoro gave him the device so Sanji could write down his signature. "Just sign, will you?"

"Fine." Sanji grabbed the little machine from the mailman's hand and scribbled down his signature. "But just so you know, I could easily kick you so hard you'll end up in another city."

"Sure," Zoro said, obviously not buying a word he said. "But I won't be late again." The mailman took the signing device back and turned away without another word.

Sanji kept standing in the open door, watching the green haired man walk down the path towards his van. He felt a bit empty, letting him go like that. If his watch was right, this man – who, Sanji had to admit, had a really nice behind – was his soulmate after all. "Oi, Marimo Head!" Zoro stopped walking, a sign to Sanji that he had the mailman's attention. "Want to… eh… come in?"

The mailman turned around with a big grin on his face. "I thought you'd never ask."