I sigh, gulping down another shot of whiskey. It burned its way down my throat, and landed with the other four shots I've had. Light jazz played behind me, soothing the headache raging around in my head. Taking a long and large intake of oxygen, I check my phone. 11:23. Placing the square object back into my pocket. I tapped the top of the bar, signaling the bartender to hit me with another drink. From the corner of my eye I see the drink sliding down the table, swiftly I grab the drink and sip it; smiling as the nectar fills my stomach.
I'm not the kind of person who drinks, hell, I haven't been to a bar in a couple of years. But, today I had to drown my sorrows with hard alcohol. Somehow, I got myself kicked out of my artists circle and job in the same day. Good going me. Apparently, my art was 'not to standard'. But, in truth at events I sold more prints than any of them. Jelly bastards. I took another long chug of beer, sighing.
"Hey, stud!" I raise my eyebrow as a voice call out to me, or at least I think it's me. A part of me thinks that she is talking to someone else but the tapping on my shoulder says otherwise.
As I spin around in the bar stool, quietly I ask, "Who, me?" pointing a finger at myself.
The girl who, somehow, thinks I'm a 'stud'. She was surprisingly very pretty. She was a brunette with emerald green eyes, staring at me patently. She wore a red dress with black trimming that ended near her knees. She was smiling, slightly amused at my question. She snickered, "Yea, you. Who else could I be talking to?" She said, playfully punching my shoulder.
I look around, "Uhh…I don't know, maybe you were talking to Hobo Steve." I flick my thumb over at he dirty middle aged man in the back of the bar.
The brunette laughed, "No, silly. I wanna talk to you!" she sputtered out between laughs. "I'm Kyu by the way."
"Kyu? That's Japanese, Right?" I voiced the thought streaming though my head.
Kyu placed a finger on her chin, looking at the ceiling. "I guess it is…Huh. Never really thought about it before." She tried mumbling quietly, but failed. She snapped her head back down, looking back at me again. "So…you gonna tell me you name, stud?" She asked, bringing the conversation back to the original topic.
"Shit! Sorry." I say rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly, "Names Orpheus. I'm not really used to the whole…uhh…talking to girls…thing…"
"Well you're talking to one now!" Kyu leaned in closer, making the blood in my body rush to…the wrong places, and whispered. "And by the way the hobo joke was a good start."
Feeling the heat in my face, I stumble on my own words. "T-thanks…I guess?" I guess she's right. That hobo joke wasn't what I'd ever start off with a girl, ever. Kyu somehow makes me feel, relaxed around her. I just feel at ease around her.
Kyu sat down on the seat on my left, and rested her elbows on the bar top; she was facing me with her shining green eyes. She looked at me for a little while longer, nodded to her self, and then started to mumble incoherently to herself.
Suddenly, she jumped up and out of her seat. Surprising me enough to almost knock the drink out of my hands. Kyu grabbed my shoulders and nearly pushed me off of my seat, "It's your lucky day, bub. You're gonna be seeing a lot more of me, but right now, I've gotta go." She pulled me close, pushing her chest against mine, and lightly kissed me on the cheek. I blinked a couple of times in surprise, and when I came back to my senses she was gone.
Luca, the bartender, chuckled warmly as he cleaned a shot glass. "So you've finally worked your charms on a girl, boy" he set down the glass gently, "Good work."
I flicked my body over to the bar, "Hey! Old man, I'll have you know that…" I paused. "Shit, never mind." In silence, I placed money on the counter and left as Old Man Luca laughed behind me.
"Hey, sleepyhead, wake up. We've got work to do." Huh? Who the hell is calling me at, I open my right eye and peek at my alarm clock, 3:28 AM? Reluctantly I pick up my phone, turn it off, and flop back into bed. "I said, Get Up!" I felt the covers rip of of my body, and the freezing cold air wrap my body instead.
Almost instantly, I jumped out of bed trying to find something to wrap my three-fourths naked body with. "Holy shit! Blanket, where the hell's the blanket?"
"Look over here stud." What. I look to my left and there in the window is a pink haired girl with multi colored translucent butterfly wings holding my sheets. I repeat, What. The girl in the window as previously stated has wings. Plus, she gets bonus points for only wearing pink skimpy underwear, with a translucent over dress that only went down to her panties.
I steeled my gaze, "Who are you, and how the hell did you get into my apartment?" The winged girl looked a bit taken back at my response, but caught herself and got back her smug expression.
"You don't recognize this adorable face?" She said faking looking hurt. So I answered honestly.
"Nope." Now she actually does look hurt. Crap, maybe I shouldn't have said that.
"It's me. Kyu, from the bar!"
"But, she had brown hair and…no wings." I said cocking my head in confusion. 'Kyu' smirked.
"Yea…I can change my hair color to anything I want. Pretty cool, huh?"
"Yea, I guess. But it still doesn't explain the wings or why the hell you're here." Man, give me a straight answer already.
Kyu walked over to me and placed a finger on my chest, "I here to help you," she poked my chest, "get some ladies." What.
"You serious?" Why in the hell would anyone perform some sort of bachelor service, as a butterfly person, for someone you've just met.
"Yup." I choked on my own saliva, from her quick response.
"Ok, so what's the catch?" She groaned.
"What's with all the questions!? Can't a sister just help a brother get some chicks?"
I smirked, "No. It just seems too…sketchy, ya know?" Seriously, who would buy this crap?
She pointed at me, "True. Buuuut…" she spun around on the balls of her feet. "I've got a special offer for you."
I looked at her quizzically, "What kind of deal?" An eager smile spread across her face.
"Well, if you accept, you will be my greatest achievement yet." I rolled my eyes.
"Gee, thanks Kyu." She sighed in annoyance. "I'll listen to your offer, but first, what the hell are you?"
She smirked and posed, "Well, I'm a fairy. More specifically a Love Fairy. I work for a love goddess, and help out saps like you out with the ladies. And just so you know, I have a very impressive tract record. All of my previous clients are basically walking babe magnets." Kyu explained, spewing more terms that broke my sense of reality and gabbing about herself
"Your serious aren't you?" I asked, subconsciously knowing the answer would be.
"Yup!"
"So what's the catch?" I asked, nothing this far out could actually be free and not have a bad side.
She groaned, "First off, you have three choices. It's kind of like a lottery, in a way."
"What does it determine?" I asked, turning my head slightly.
"What type of girls will be attracted to you." What.
"Why does that even matter?" I asked, trying to regain my composure.
She sighed and shrugged, "Honestly, I have no idea. My boss just told me to give my next client one of these things."
Kyu held out three boxes, all looking the same. She smiled, and presented them to me.
"Choose."
What the hell could be in those boxes. Hell she's a fairy, a girl could be in there. Left, Right, or middle?
"I guess, this one." I grabbed the one on the left, and opened the box. Inside was a necklace. It wasn't too fancy, average at best but I could feel something emanating from it. The necklace ripped itself from my hand and wrapped around my wrist, acting as some sort of mala or rosary. A jewel formed around the top and a bit of the chain was hanging off my arm, both tinted orange with an oroboros embedded within.
Shocked, I replied in the most eloquent way possible.
"What the Fuck is this shit?!" And that's how, I, somehow became a man-whore. Who, lived at the mercy of a pervert love fairy.
Following my scream, Kyu laughed at my expense, and sat down on my bed. Crossing her legs and, drawing my eyes to her in the dim moonlight. I was taken aback by how well the moonlight complemented her figure. I was stunned, really. Her pink luminescent blouse shined in the dim light, drawing my eyes to her near perfect body. Her stomach rose and fell as she thought of what to say next. I sly smirk always plastered on that perfectly sculpted face. Kyu, right now, was the most beautiful thing in the world for me.
Suddenly, a hand waved itself in my face, "Hey, Wakey wakey loverboy. You've got some dating to do!" I jumped a bit, and shook my head.
"Sorry, sorry. I was just…. thinking...yea, thinking. So, what do we do from here Kyu?" I said to trying to dismiss that I was just admiring her entire form. Kyu pulled a finger up to her chin in thought.
"Well, I guess we can start off with a Q&A session. I mean, I do need to some of your tastes."
I pointed a finger at her, "True." And sat down on my bed next to her, looking into her shining emerald eyes. She is going to become, basically, my wingman or whatever.
Kyu bounced gleefully, and smiled slyly again. "What kind of body type do you like? Ones with big gazongas or those flat chested peeps?" My eyes widened at how blunt her question was.
"Well, that was blunt. But I think I should expect that from you. But if your asking, I don't really care."
Kyu smiled, "Good, because that gives you, like, a bunch more options."
"I guess, but can I get some goddamn sleep Kyu?" She groaned.
"Sure, but tomorrow you and I are going to get some broads, okay?" Broads? Weird way to put it, but okay.
"One thing Kyu."
She turned her head as she started wandering around my room. "What's up?"
"Where the hell are you going to sleep?" Kyu smirked.
"With you of course!" she replied happily.
"What?" I nearly fell off of my bed. And in response she busted out laughing.
"I'm just kidding bro, I'm stealing your couch."
"Not funny, especially after you just said that I'm going to become some sort of girl magnet." I sighed, "By the way there's some extra blankets in the closet in the hallway." I said as I jumped back into my sort of safe haven. "Night Kyu, oh and don't do anything funny in the middle of the night!" I yelled at her as she walked out of my room.
"I won't…maybe." She replied slyly as the door shut, and I drifted off into my new reality.