A/N: Song used in this chapter is "Candyman" by Christina Aguilera. Of course I do not own it. 8) Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 30

It was going to be perfect. The girls had planned their little part of the show to include a big band that Lory had at his disposal for his own personal use and Ten had provided the girls with three of the most interesting costumes in Lory's vault. The girls had opted to go with their traditional look of their identical heritage, for the most part. The three young women looked identical to an older version of Kyoko. However, they changed their hair: one blonde, one red-head and one ravenette. Blue eyes, gold eyes and green eyes stared widely at the skimpy attire. All three looked incredibly stunning during dress rehearsal. Deimos and Phobos knew for certain that they would be the highlight of the entertainment; however, they seriously had their doubts that any military would consider those particular uniforms regulation.

Miroku glanced over the sheet of music Reino had given him and smiled. "Are you sure you're okay with this? It really doesn't seem our style."

Reino froze a little, not quite sure how to address his friend, knowing exactly who he was now. "Is there something wrong with it..."

Miroku raised an eyebrow. "Don't... You... Dare... use the sama honorific or anything that has what you're thinking in it. I am still your best friend and you're still mine." He warned him. "Besides, you're the closest thing to a High Priest that one can get in this day and age and that's for Aoidḗ, not me." He finished with a chuckle.

Reino relaxed and rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I wasn't really sure. This is all so new to me. I still have no idea how to behave around you guys." He chuckled as he sat next to him.

Eros stared off in thought. "I suppose, just treat us like anyone else, and be careful not to offend or disrespect anyone. I can already guess what the Muses have planned for Fuwa." He laughed, remembering all of the delicious little past punishments that the girls had dealt when they were younger. "They won't take his talent, mind you, but they can make his life a living hell for offending them and being such a complete ass. I shudder to think what Deimos would like to do to the little punk." He shivered.

Reino looked at him curiously. "Deimos?"

"Ah, he's my brother. He and Phobos are twins. Deimos is the God of Terror and Dread and our brother Phobos is the God of Fear. Although, they do have the same capabilities that I do, being sons of Aphrodite, but their proficiencies are more attuned to assisting our father, Ares." He explained.

Reino nodded in understanding. "It's all just so strange. I really didn't expect you to, you know, look like you do."

Eros laughed, stood and spread his beautiful white wings, fully. "You mean this? Or, do you mean like a cherub?"

Reino chuckled. "I suppose both." He admitted a little sheepishly.

Eros sighed. "Well, I can safely say that I haven't looked like a cherub or worn a diaper since I was an infant. And as far as my wings and looks, well I suppose the way I look right now is as close to my original form as I can get. I'm not really sure why Deimos and Phobos have chosen not to wear their original look, but those two were never really a pair to conform to anything. Kind of like the Muses."

The day came, the stage was set, the male chorus was lined up on both sides of the stage, and the percussion of the drums and horns from the big band could be felt throughout the large audience that had gathered in the park for the Valentine's celebration of love. The three muses strutted out on the stage in synchronicity. Male voices rang out in military cadence. Three female derrières wiggled with a hand on each hip that was covered in a sexy uniform version of each branch of the military. A blonde with sapphire eyes, Mnḗmē in a Naval uniform; a ravenette with emerald eyes, Melétē in an Air Force uniform and finally a red-head with golden eyes, Aoidḗ in Army camouflage, between her two sisters. All in very short, hot-pants with a cropped top that tied just under the bust-line. Platform heals were matched to each costume. Hair was arranged to the 1940's Western style and topped with a hat that complimented the pseudo-uniforms.

"Candyman..." Mnḗmē sang as she turned, still shaking to the beat.

"Candyman..." Sang Melétē, as she did the same.

"Sweet, Sugar, Candyman." Sang Aoidḗ, with a sexy smirk as she finally turned.

The three then sang the song together, strutting and dancing in harmony on the stage. Each focusing their attention to three very particular men that happened to be near the stage. A pair of very nice looking blond twins with green eyes, stood together and just a short distance from them was a brother that they hadn't seen in so very long, watching the show with his band members.

Melétē smiled widely and blew Eros a kiss, just as her sisters did for Deimos and Phobos, right before the final verse of their song.

"He got those lips like sugar cane
Good things come for boys who wait
He's a one stop shop with a real big (uh)
He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman
(Say what) a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman
(Say) a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman, woo
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman"

When the song finally ended, the crowd was screaming for more. Kisses were thrown, bows were given and breathless thank yous were called out to the rowdy observers. Zeus couldn't have been more proud of his lovely daughters; however, it was time for the next entertainers to go on next, and the girls had already taken their bow and left to change out of their costumes.

Sho Fuwa was livid. He had been invited to this little shindig and now he was being upstaged by some nobody, female group called "Muse". It would appear that they were the same girls that he had seen at the club that night, months ago. He admitted to himself, that they were quite good. Their voices were enchanting and he wondered why they didn't sing that night. They could have easily been scouted and picked up long ago. Although, he was thankful that, that wasn't the case or he would have been shoved off the charts by them and Vie Ghoul.

He groaned. "Why do they have me going on the same stage as Vie Ghoul, Shoko. It's an insult to my glorious talent." He whined.

Aki Shoko rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Sho... Groups first, Soloists after. It was in the invitation. Did you actually read the program or were you too busy thinking on how you would track down Kyoko-chan and pester her? Which by the way, she isn't even here today." Shoko kind of lied. It was Aoidḗ here and not the girl that Sho was obsessed with. She just hoped the little goddess didn't decide to take on her mortal disguise during the show.

"Why would I go looking for that plain, boring, girl with no sex-appeal?" He scowled at his manager.

Aki started to correct him, but decided against it. She shook her head. "You know what Sho? One day you're going to want to take back those words and it will be too late. I suggest you start thinking on what you say before it comes tumbling out of your mouth or, you'll regret it." She scolded and warned him, then left his dressing tent to find out when they were on. She kept wondering how many times she was going to have to warn him before Kyoko-chan decided to lay the divine punishment down on his ass.