Tifa: I got this idea when we (me and my bros) were eating at a teppanyaki restaurant. So the credit also goes to my two bros.

Milo: characters below, including me is copyright of Kurumada-sensei.

Camus: credit for beta-reader, xquisittexabie

Timeline: after Hades in a happy universe

Mr. Repairman?

"Mu!!!" a sound boomed from the room, and the next thing you knew, Aphrodite was marching down toward the living room and he looked very very upset. Camus, who was reading before, fixed his eyes onto the sky blue haired saint; a question mark appeared above his head.

"What happened?" Milo said as he put his scorpion down into its tank.

"Where is that stupid lamb?!!" he said fuming, a hand mirror in his hand. Before the duo could say anything, another loud scream came from the kitchen followed by a curse. Seconds later, Deathmask could be found making his way toward the same living room; saying obscene language that would make even pirate cover their ears.

"Where is that Aries!? I'll turn him into lamb steak!" he yelled. Now the two best friends were looking at each other puzzled. Mu after all, was a quiet, calm and gentle man who rarely caused problems, but today two of the pack members were mad at him? Now that was new…

"What happened?" the younger blue haired saint said as he walked toward his two 'brothers'. Camus was also looking at them curiously.

"Look at this!" the rose gardener finally jerked his mirror up and stopped it so close to Milo's face that he stumbled back a little.

"Hey! Watch it!"

"Look at this!!"

"I don't see anything wron-" His sentence was cut by hysteric yell.

"Don't you dare say those words! Look closely!!" the Pisces saint said as he pushed the mirror again and almost touching the younger lad's nose.

"All right! All right! No need to shout, geez." The Scorpio saint was beginning to regret his decision to mind other business. The turquoise hair saint could be seen smirking a little but he usually rare amused smile was quickly disappeared when he saw Saga coming in.

"What with all commotion around here?" he asked while Milo finally took the mirror from Aphrodite's hand and examined it quietly.

"If you know where the ram is, that would be better!" the Cancer saint said while tapping his foot.

"Ram? Which one? We had 3 on stock."

"The middle one…" the youngest saint said while he finally stood up and walked to his best friend which looked quite confused holding the mirror, still trying to figure out which one made Aphrodite mad, the mirror's wood handle or the mirror's mirror…

"Oh, Mu was going out with Shaka, Athe- I mean Saori-san was ordering them to deliver some reports to Kido's tower in central downtown."

"Um… Aphro." Milo finally opened his mouth and gazed at him. "Does the crack on the handle make you mad or the other one?"

"The other one!! How dare he repair it like that?!"

"What happened?" Saga finally walked toward Milo and looked at the mirror. "… ok, I know what the problem is…" he said, he was restraining himself from chucking. Laughing was only making the situation worse, although he should admit, Mu was surprisingly reckless sometimes.

"You know you can still use it how it is." He stopped as he felt a glare being shot at him.

"Buy a new one, problem solved?" another death glare being shot, this one in Camus' direction.

"That was my mother's mirror! How dare he repair it like that! It's like having 2 different mirror forms in one. When I looked at my reflection, my left side was lower than my right side!!!"

"… well, Mu was not mirror repairer after all." Saga tried to defend the youngest gold saint but the next sentence made him speechless.

"And he said he can!" the fish sign bearer said slightly cursing.

"And he also said he can repair the ventilator!"

"Ventilator?" question marks were visible above their head; even Aphrodite stopped his cursing. The mask collector gestured them to follow him toward the kitchen. When the pack finally arrived, Deathmask finally turned on the ventilator system above the white stove. Immediately there were a sound of air sucking but there were nothing wrong with it.

"So?" Saga asked after several second, the other was eyeing him strangely.

"Watch this." He said as he took the bottle of water on the counter and poured it into the boiling pan. All eyes were watching in wonder when their saw the water was pouring not into the pan but up toward the ventilator and sucked out.

"Wow! That's cool." Milo exclaimed loudly, Camus couldn't help but think the same thing. Saga was about to chuckle when he heard Aphrodite's giggling voice. He was glad the Pisces saint was forgetting his madness for a while.

"This is un-cool!" the short hair saint snarled as he stared angrily at everyone. "How could I put my spaghetti inside without being suck out like that!?"

"We're having spaghetti tonight, Angelo?" Saga beamed, being the Italian neighbor, he became one of his Italian food's lovers.

"Spaghetti with meatballs?" Camus couldn't help but asked. Surprisingly Deathmask was good with cooking, and he loved his meatballs.

"I do love your meatballs, Angelo." Aphrodite chirped in.

"Do you think we can take the red wine out tonight?"

"That's a good idea, Milo. I can take out my 1994 Cabernet."

"Camus, you always like to show off your wine collection, do you?" Saga grinned as he ruffled the youngest saint's hair affectionately.

"Stop doing that, will you?" he said, pushing the older lad hand slightly but his eyes said otherwise, Milo was chuckling lightly as he rounded his arm around the shorter man's shoulder.

"You actually like it, Camus." He whispered which made the other blushed slightly and hissed.

"I am flattered with all compliments, but please! Somebody should think about how to repair this stupid thing!"

"Um… you can cook without ventilator on?" Milo tried to help.

"And the mansion will smell like spaghetti meat ball sauce?" Camus said not helping at all.

"No one's complaining." Saga spoke looking around.

"I do! I want my room to smell like a rose not spaghetti, no offence, Angelo."

"None taken, Fish."

"Well, just one day or we could always order pizza."

"Or escargot?"

"Camus! You are in a good mood today, aren't you?!" the youngest blue hair saint shouted in wonder, his hands claps around his cheeks "Or did the old Camus get sucked into the ventilator?" a glare as everyone burst into laughter.

"All right, boys!" DM smirked, his mood somehow better than earlier. "Get out, I have spaghetti to do. One day will be ok with the smell heh, Dite?" a giggle

"Fine, but you shall accompany me for mirror repairing tomorrow."

"Deal, Dite." and all in all the mansion was as peaceful as before…

Owari

Omake

"Achoo!"

"Are you ok, Mu? You are sneezing badly." Shaka was looking at him in concern, his eyes were surprisingly open.

"I think, someone must be talking about me…" Mu stated as he opened the huge mansion's door. They were both just came back from the tower and finally entered the house when they smelled the spaghetti.

"Deathmask is cooking today."

"What? But he said the ventilator is broken."

"Mu, Shaka? You're back." Milo said as he spotted them and walked toward the duo, Camus followed closely. "You were quite clumsy today. Aphro and DM were throwing tantrums earlier."

"What?" Mu was baffled while Shaka stared at him in confusion; wondering what his usually calm friend did. Milo finally explained what happened in the house earlier when Mu gasped.

"But! I haven't repaired anything today! Ath- I mean Saori-san asked me to handle the report and sent it with Shaka to the tower."

"Huh? So… who repaired that thing?" Mu's face was darkened several degrees.

"I think I could guess." He said as he yelled "KIKI!!"

Tifa: :P review please, thanks XD I do love reviews.