A/N: I'm sorry because this chapter tells about Deathmask, only him. He's not my favorite, but I couldn't think other ideas to write this chapter. Whatever it is, please enjoy reading.

Disclaimer: Kurumada Masami-sensei & UEFA

Timeline: After quarter final and before semifinal of Euro 2008.

Ch 7

Deathmask: "MY MONEY…!!!"

After quarter final had finished, there were some holidays (A/N: I forget, maybe around two or three days) before semifinal. Deathmask asked Athena to allow him to go home, to his Cancer Temple in Sanctuary, Greece. He said to Athena that he missed his death-faces. Athena allowed him directly, without more questions. Athena was too busy to supervise her businesses in this Euro, so there was no time to debate with Deathmask. Besides, she believed that Pope Shion would look after him.

So Deathmask came back to Greece, alone. His fellows decided to stay in Austria or Switzerland, had fun there. Deathmask promised to Athena that he will be back when semifinal has started. No burden for him, because it's Athena who will pay the plane ticket.

Actually, the reason why he decided to go home which he gave to Athena was not right at all—of course. He didn't miss his death-faces, for what? The true reason was because he is very angry.

This started two days ago, when Italy lost from Spain in quarter final. The match was ended in a draw, and then was continued with penalties. Spain scored three goals and missed one, meanwhile Italy scored one and missed three.

And so on, Spain won. They ought to be thankful to Iker Casillas, their goalkeeper.

Deathmask was furious because of this. After the match was over, he came back to his hotel. At the lobby he met Camus, who smiled slightly at him. But Deathmask looked clearly there was a satisfaction on Camus' face. This made he got angrier.

In his hotel room, he hit the pillows (he didn't hit the wall because he knew that his blow could break the wall). Finally he decided to sleep for throwing away his bad mood.

But several minutes after he closed his eyes, his cellular phone was ringing. Grumbled, Deathmask picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Could I talk to Signor Deathmask?"

"Speaking."

"Signor Deathmask. We have talked before, do you remember?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"You forget me? Well, I'll make you remember, Signore. The gambling."

Deathmask was surprised for a second, and then sighed.

"It's you, Mafia."

"Yes, it's me. To the point, Signore: Italy has lost. It means you, and the other people who had gambled for Italy's victory, have to pay the amount of your gambling. Do you still remember how many…"

"Fine! Don't talk a lot, you ***! I remember it clearly, I have gambled for €2000!"

"So you remember, Signore. Well, how about the transaction?"

"Why didn't you kill your boss' rival, that damn Mafia who wanted to see Italy lost!?"

"We can't do that, Signore. We are Mafias, we respect each other although we are rivals. It's not good if we start a war between Mafias. My boss doesn't want it."

Deathmask grumbled again.

"Tell me how many the amount of you boss' gambling."

The Mafia didn't answer.

"Hello!? Tell me!!!"

"It's not your business, Signore. I'm sure you don't want to know it. It is too much…"

"TELL ME!!! Or I send you to Underworld! I have to know whether his gambling is bigger than me or not…"

"Signore, you don't want to find a trouble with Mafia, do you?"

Deathmask grumbled for third times.

"I'm not afraid to you, but this is wasting my times. Tomorrow morning, you meet me at the place where we talked at the first time. I'll give you my check, €2000. You must be there at 8 a.m., or we will never meet again."

Deathmask switched off his cellular phone. After that, he took his checkbook and wrote a check was worth €2000. Deathmask is a man that always fulfills his promises.

Tomorrow morning at 8 a.m., Deathmask gave the check to the Mafias. And then he went to meet Athena to ask her permission about his willing to go home.

Now, Deathmask had been in his comfortable Cancer Temple. He had several days there before he ought to come back to be volunteer again in semifinal, during the matches between Turkey vs Germany and Russia vs Spain.

"DAMN VOLUNTEER! DAMN ATHENA!!!" shouted him to the ceiling. "MY MONEY…!!!"

Pope Shion, who listened his very-loud-shouts-until-it-was-heard-to-Pope-Hall, sighed.

"If he tries to be a good volunteer, Athena will give anything he wants, won't she? He doesn't need to regret his lost money. All he has to do are just being a good volunteer and not coming back here!"

TBC

A/N: I must be thankful to Uchiha Yumi-san, who had corrected me about 'Signor' and 'Signore' in Italian. And I must be grateful to you too, who had read my fanfics. Please read and review! ¤_¤