Here we are – the bad ending to the story has arrived. In this chapter, things are going to play out very differently. Just like in real life, a single choice can lead to vastly different events taking place. Thanks again for coming back to read more!

With Social Problems practically finished, I am going to be starting one of the side-stories alongside the continuation of Envy Problems. Vote for your favorite pairing and a new concept will unfold. I've placed the poll on my profile for those of you who want to have your say.


Social Problems – Passionate Surrender

Mark's words haven't left my head since last night. I can't shake them, and in truth, they've really helped me put the distorted picture that is my life into clearer focus. Being blunt, a feel like a fool – standing here and letting this whole situation play out in the way it has. Even so – here I am, still dragging my feet in this messy apartment just hours before I have to meet one of the girls.

Most of my clothing is strewn haphazardly across the floor. The dishes are beginning to stack up in the sink and then there's my fridge. I don't even know the last time I checked the expiration dates on stuff in there. None of those things feels important to me right now, though. Not when I have something else far more important at the front of my thoughts.

I shouldn't give up on what I care about. Mark was adamant about the fact – that no matter what obstacle stands in my way I shouldn't surrender what is precious. Yet such a belief only brings me closer and closer to a conclusion. The last six months of my life have been something akin to standing over a gallows, my actions both good and bad holding the potential to drop me with a noose around my neck at any given moment. I've not been a shining beacon as a boyfriend, and I admit it all too readily, but still…. Even when I tried to do the right thing, it's still caused a terrible amount of hurt.

No matter what I do, it doesn't feel like there's a right answer – not at this point. My life wasn't anywhere near as complicated before this whole escapade ran out of control. I can trace it back, even, down to the very night everything took a turn.

The arrival of Kyu Sugardust – the moment she plucked me out of that bar and walked my drunk ass home, things changed. Indeed, they moved in a direction from which there was no way back. Her supposed 'turning my life around' brought me charisma and flare I never knew I had, and that's when all of the girls came into the picture.

"Women have brought me nothing but pain." Echoes as my words bounce off the walls, but nobody is here to listen to their intensity apart from me – their owner.

My attempts at commitment, my failed battles in the arena of love, have been the root cause of all my stress and unhappiness – of that much I'm sure. So, from here on out, I have an answer. All of the problems I've faced, life problems, relationship problems, and my reclusive social problems, they're all going to stop, here and now. I know what I want to do from this day forward. Not only that, there's nothing to stop me.

"After all," I slide in front of my bedroom mirror, a slick smile of wanton desire curving my lips, "Kyu gave me the power to take whatever I want. Charisma, sentimentality, sexuality, flirtation…. Stack those atop of the talent I already have…. And I'm perfect…."

"Fuck commitment. If finding a steady relationship brings so much shit along with it… then for once in my life I'm going to live completely carefree, and do whatever the hell I want."

That's right – now is the time to switch things up a little. I'm heading out tonight, and I'm going to have the time of my life, let my hair down, and indulge the tiny selfish flame that I've pushed aside for so very long. It's going to be a party, my party, and who better to have a party with then a certain someone I know very well.

"Audrey Belrose," In a way I've always envied her. She lives on the edge without a remorse toward her choices. Sure, there's depth beneath that, but right now I'd feel pretty damn content to take her for what she shows on the surface. True, I said I wouldn't waste my time with a proper relationship, but is someone going to stop me from wanting something else? No – I don't think so.

My course of action is set, and there's no way I'm going to backtrack now. I refuse to go through the pain, the uncertainty, and all the other bullshit I've dragged my sorry self through over the past half-year. I'm heading to Lusties Nightclub, I'm going to put on my best threads, and I'm gonna have a good time.

"But before I do that," I need to find my phone. Where in the world did I put it? Man – If this room gets worse It'll become a hazard.

"There it is! I could've sworn I didn't leave it sitting on the bedside draw." Then again, maybe I did, "Recently I've not been keeping track of a damn thing outside of my job at the bar and Ni-"

An icy pang stops me dead. In my hands, I'm holding the Huniebee, my eyes fixated upon the thumbnail image of a girl with blue hair and deepest sapphire eyes, "Nikki," Damn it all, my fucking conscience is acting up again, "No… I can't go back to her… it isn't going to solve a damn thing…."

This is frustrating to the point of meltdown, "Maybe I shouldn't- She…. DAMMIT! WHY IN THE FUCK IS THIS SO DIFFICULT?"

My hands are trembling – my entire body coiled and hostile as a viper after such a powerful roar. Nope... I can't let this mess of a situation carry on in limbo for a moment longer. "There's only one other thing I can do…."

For the sake of all Nikki has done for me, I can at least let her down gently. A few presses of the screen brings up the 'messaging' function, and just like that, my thumbs go wild.

'Nikki, it's me…. If I don't do this now I won't have the strength to push ahead and say what needs to be said. I finally think I've gotten everything straightened out in my life. Well, I feel as though I know the best way forward. I can't deal with having a relationship right now. God knows, they've caused me my fair share of crap lately. So, I think it's best we stop meeting up. I'm not gonna drag you down the same path as me, not when I know you're a special lady with a lot to give to someone out there. Thank you for everything, and… I'm thankful we met that night.'

My finger is shuddering over the 'send' icon on screen. I know all too well that once I give this message to Miss Ann-Marie that there won't be a way back. "Keep it together…. I can't come this far and back out now. I've got to move forward… for my own sake."

'Message Sent.'

Just like that, I've closed the door to any chance I had with the girl gamer, "I hope she doesn't hate me for this."

For the longest time I'm stoic, the struggle to find motivation for anything else being so very strong right now. Did I do the right thing?

"I shouldn't let this consume me…." I need to prime myself for the meeting later tonight, "It's about time I contact Audrey."

This next message needs wording abruptly. I don't have a lot of time to get ready, not if I want to make myself look as flawless as possible. A click of the Redhead's image on screen and everything is set in motion.

'I'm sorry to leave you hanging for such a long time, Audrey. I'll be there to meet you at eleven, like you asked. I've got shit figured out after all this time. I think after tonight my life will be a whole lot easier. I'm looking-'

*ThumpThumpThump*

"The door? It's almost nine…. I'm not expecting anybody right now." Putting my phone down, I grab a shirt and some shorts to cover my recently showed body, and make a dash across the messy obstacle course of a lounge.

*ThumpThump*

Whoever is out there sure is persistent. If they keep banging so loudly, I'll have the neighbours come down on me like a sack of bricks. Reaching for the door handle, I breathe a sigh to calm my nerves, "Hold on! You don't need to knock so hard! I'm comi-


A pull of the brass brings the door open – I'm speechless. My heart, heavy as a concrete weight, sinks to the bottom of my chest, "A-Audrey?"

There she stands, small but imposing in her dress of frills, tassels and ribbons. Like a modern day Marie Antoinette – regal and powerful, I watch her hands impatiently reach her hips as she frowns, "Are you just going to stand there? Let me in!"

All I can do is step back in speechless awe. Just what in the world is she doing here? Two months without a shred of contact, and here my rouge-clad 'girlfriend' has made one hell of a sudden arrival.

A kick from the side of her heel sends the door crashing shut – leaving the two of us alone in the silence. I could cut the tension in the room with a knife if I had one. I don't know what to say…. I'm out in the cold without anyone to act as my rescuer. My eyes stick to her like glue. Boy, how stupid I feel for all of the bravado a minute ago.

"We need to talk…." Never before have I seen a pair of eyes so focused, intensely powerful, and so very hateful. In truest form, Audrey has struck me helpless with mere syllables from her soft-looking lips, something no other girl has ever been able to do so quickly.

*Whack!*

The room flies backward – everything becoming a spiral as I'm knocked off my feet in a single instance almost too fast to register. Coldness – the hardwood sticks to the side of my face as everything takes a moment to return to normal. I'm on the floor, pinned to the ground, my eyes quickly pulled away from the sight of the crookedly aligned couch. Audrey's rubies. Their leer is truly inescapable, a duo branding me with embers white-hot.

"Let me go…. Audrey! Get off me…." Dear God, she's so strong! Just like that, I'm yanked to my feet as effortlessly as a paperweight, "What's the deal, huh? There's no need to get violent…."

"Am I some stupid game to you? Is that what the fuck I am? NO WORTHLESS FUCKING EXCUSES!" I'm stunned, silent again, as torn apart as a piece of paper tossed into a monsoon, "Well…. ANSWER ME!"

What can I say in my defence? No, forget it. I don't have anything to defend myself with now. Audrey has every right to be absolutely furious. "It was never like that…. What we- I didn't mean for things to spiral so far out of control…."

"You're such a liar…," water seeps from Audrey's powerful eyes. I can only watch in dismay, but she spins to hide her face before I can do anything further. "You told me you loved me... and here I was dumb enough to believe every word like a fucking moron…."

My attempts to reach out are slapped away in an instant – the hostility here beyond anything else I've experienced from another person before, "Two months," Like a red wisp, the Firecracker turns back and grabs me by the scruff of my shirt, pools spilling forth as she scowls with a contempt so strong I'm terrified, "You didn't call… I haven't seen you in the club… those stupid fuckers from the Music Department on campus haven't seen you in weeks…. I woke up in bed the morning after you stayed over… and you weren't there…."

"I can explain…. All of this happened because-"A mere shake of her head in disapproval, and I'm brought to nothingness. How is it possible for one girl to hold such power over me?

The redhead rests her head against my chest and squeezes the fabric of my clothing tight between dainty fingers, "I get the picture, Winters. Empty promises to get between my legs…. A girl like me isn't worth more than crap on your expensive shoes, am I right?"

Her eyes stab at me with such painful intensity that I feel my skin crawl, "RIGHT?" However, before I'm able to respond I'm shoved back against the couch, "Well I'll tell you something," she thunders with an aggressive shake of my shoulders, "At least when my dad's dirty old friends tried putting their nasty fucking hands all over me… they never told me they loved me…."

Audrey scratches at me, bites like a tigress, rips into my shirt with her nails, tearing the entire article away in a single effortless pull. I'm shitless, held in place, a pair of shapely legs wrapped around my thighs with the dexterity of a gymnast to prevent escape. "WHY WON'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?"

Raw emotion, something so intense and vicious that my entire body feels as though it's about ready to erupt. You don't get it, Audrey! You don't understand! I've not even had a moment to spea-

"Oww!" Her nails tear my bare flesh – thin slithers of crimson seeping down in an elegant line as the girl in red savages me still. That's it…. You want answers. You want me to justify myself after all the time we've spent apart. Dammit, Belrose. I'll give you the only response you know how to deal with!

"I FUCKED UP, OKAY? I MADE A MESS OF EVERYTHING!" Such volume – I'm even stunned by how the hell I managed it. As the stillness descends in light of my meltdown, I can feel all of the rebellious feelings rising up like flood. Great… now I'm crying too….

I reach out to grip Audrey's middle, locking my waterlogged eyes with her own, and finally let it all out, "I'm a mess right now. It feels like I've been burning myself out trying to find something that isn't there anymore…. I thought I was so powerful… but… underneath all of that I feel so fucking worthless..."

Without Kyu here I'm nothing…. I can't let her go….

Audrey doesn't do a damn thing – she keeps on staring. Please, I'm begging you, don't state into my soul like this…. I'm afraid… I'm terrified you'll find something about me that I haven't even figured out ye-

"Fuck… you're just like me, Mike…. Just… like… me…." Now she's smiling at me – I can feel the sadness pouring off her. What in the world are you thinking about, Audrey? "Whatever the hell you're looking for… you know you ain't gonna find it, right?"

A dagger to my heart – but perhaps an honest one I need to receive. "Those sound like words of wisdom, milady."

Audrey rips her eyes away from mine – staring down at my bare, wounded chest, "….Because if somebody doesn't save you… you're gonna end up drowning, but…. maybe-"

Those eyes of deepest crimson find their way to mine, our differing colours sparking in a waltz of tragic longing. The redhead is leaning closer and closer, her heart bleeding through the smile of her lips, "Maybe it's okay for us to drown together… Mike…."

Kisses – my heart jumps at the revelation. Audrey's digits creep around the corners of my face, and our membranes touch for but a second of relief from our loneliness. It's no good – a single kiss isn't enough. Once our embrace is broken, I can't stop myself, "I want you," I whisper, "I want even more…"

"Huh, you ain't the only one," She's back for another exchange, this one more powerful. Tis but a flicker to jumpstart the forest fire in my soul, the only motivation I need, "Hmmm," Audrey moans softly as she deepens our passion. Contented after many a flick of her tongue against my own, she inches back from me with a devilish little grim. "Damn… you're making me crazy wet right n-"

An assertive arm around her waist – I tug the diva close, our bodies together in a single powerful burst of aggressive passion. For the slightest moment, I can feel Audrey wriggle in a half-hearted attempt to get away at best. The grains of sand in the hourglass slip by one at a time, my ex relaxing into the sensual snare of our kiss. For the love of God, I need somebody.

Miss Belrose whines under the pressure, slowly easing away from me with saliva-dampened lips, "You're a real fucker… you know that? It's been shitty not having you around…."

"Likewise," Guilty passion – I can feel the fabric of those tight, panties she's wearing beneath that skirt. With every little wiggle of those hips she grinds up against me, tiny gasps seemingly escaping from us both, "Christ... do you really need to keep-"

"Doing that?" I watch as one of Audey's soft hands slinks up the side of her dress. A single downward slide of the tiny zipper sends the entire arrangement, being much more form fitting than I originally thought it to be, falling downward. "Help me get this thing off…."

My fingers fumble clumsily across the length of the frills and tassels – the garment falling away in a heap on my floor to leave my gorgeous 'present' unwrapped. There she is in all of her glory – the redhead, the object of many a desire from my hungry eyes. Damn does she look good in st-

Everything inside me burns as those lips of hers slam mine in another tussle. I taste the nicotine on her, but right now, even that lends to the sexy allure of the astounding ruby-eyed princess.

As if guided by instinct, my hands slide up the expanse of Audrey's bare back, stopping just below her shoulders. My touch grants me a moan of approval from the vixen, her kisses growing in their intensity. I need to match her flare – be an equal to her overwhelming desire. Digging my nails inward, I lightly scratch down the length of her back.

She breaks out in in a lustful screech, pairing her gaze with mine as the animal within me takes hold, "Gonna go crazy if I don't have you... Shit…" Pulling back, Audrey brings her hands to tug at the lone piece of clothing protecting my modesty, "There we are…"

I'm freed from would-be confines, the powerful expanse of all that is my manly pride on show. Audrey's lips curve into a naughty little smirk as her domination continues. In a single flick of her wrist, I find my shorts tossed to the ground, the scantily clad seductress on the move to finish the deed. Those burning red eyes, I've seen the same flame flicker within them before, she's close to releasing her inner goddess.

A purr of a cat – the predatorily slinking of a panther on the prowl, Audrey rips away her panties in a showing of lustful strength - to reveal the gentle but proud sight that is her gorgeous womanly flower. Delicate and beautiful in every sense of the word, the redhead pushes me sideways, holding me against the width of the couch cushions, "You know I like being in control…."

The light brush of her tongue against my chest, the teasing tickle of her fingers against the surface of my passionately electrified skin. Audrey has mastered this down to a fine art – she knows how to make every single moment until the overwhelming crescendo last forever.

Slowly, surely, and most amazingly, Miss Belrose eases down upon me – her soft, kinky facial features contorting in the tiniest showing of discomfort as she accepts me within. Tiny sighs of approval slide free as she begins with her rhythmic movements, "….You can't resist me…. I see it in the way you're staring, dirty bastard…."

Her warm, slick passion has me trapped in a prison of wilful surrender. All that I am is being consumed by this perfect moment of two halves becoming whole. However, something doesn't feel the same this time around. My heart isn't beating with sentimental desire, nor the romantic yearning to be filled with the beauty such companionship brings. No, instead I'm burning inside my own skin, every inch of my form screaming to find release within this sea of passionate adventure. Audrey – I want to reach the peak of almighty bliss together with her. I've found lust, I've discovered truest passion, and damn does it feel good.

With every jerk of those narrow, sexy hips of hers, she's brining me closer and closer. I don't want her to stop…. A growl erupts from my lips, they curve into a smile, and overwhelmed with crimson hues of sexuality, I allow my desires to take hold.

Slipping my hands upward, I bring them to clasp around her soft, petite buttocks and squeeze them tightly, "….Keep going," I utter softly between my blissful gaps, "I crave you, Audrey…. I love you…."

Not a single guilty spark flares in warning of my words – their direction fuelled in the scorching melody that is two finding bliss as one.

It would seem my words are having effect. Audrey is quickening her pace – her smile uncharacteristically bright as a star in the midnight sky, "….You better," she cries out with longing, "You better mean it…"


It's been two weeks – fourteen long cycles of sunrise and sunset. Here I am, a patron at Gold Falls Casino, decked out in my best shirt and black trousers. Hair gelled back in its peroxide shine; shoes perfectly polished to a sheen. Unable to wait a moment longer, my emeralds of green remain fixed upon the table. "I'll put it all on Black."

A spin of the roulette wheel – the entirety of my earnings from the band's last concert on a single game of chance. The thrill excites me beyond words. A snap of my fingers and the bartender comes running, "I'll take a shot of DeLeon… hold the ice."

"Of course, sir."

This is it – everything I've got to spare. The spin is slowing. Damn, the adrenaline feels good coursing through my veins. The decisive moment is upon me. "C'mon…."

"Twenty-six, black. Congratulations, you win!"

Deepest euphoria – chips raked into my hands. "Five grand…. Nice…."

Why didn't I see this sooner? I wasted so much of my life trying to be committed, modest, and loving – in the end it caused me nothing but agony. The truth is before me in bright fluorescent lights. As long as I play this game of life by my own rules, I can't possibly hope to lose. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

"Here you are, Mister Winters," My drink, per request, is nudged across with an attentive smile from the staff, "Please, enjoy."

Tequila, neat – its burn serving to give my life-drunk senses a kick of indulgent clarity. In order to go for the gold in life you need to take risks. Honestly, I was starting to get tired of the same old dilemmas and dusty outcomes anyway. The crazy dynamic I had between Tiffany, Audrey and Nikki was going nowhere, and speaking of Audrey….

'Hey! You better get your ass to the club, Mike! I've been waiting since ten! If you leave me here on my own I'll be really pissed off! You owe me a dance!'

A message from my 'beloved' redhead to keep me on my toes. "Fuck sakes… she's getting tiresome…. It's nothing but sex, cuddles and shopping with her. Whatever…. I'm over it…." Time to deal with the issue before it has the chance to get out of hand.

'Sorry… I can't see you tonight. I'm free next Friday, is that good for you? Message back and let me know. I hate to drop this so suddenly, but something came up…'

A press of a button and I'm freed, the weight of my burden lifted with the elegance of a fluttering feather. 'Message Sent.'

It's time for me to get out of here. I've spent enough time sitting around this table for one evening. "I'm going to take my leave. Have a good night, guys."


Hollow indulgence – empty fulfilment – broken dreams. There are so many ways I could describe the path I walk. Where words would fail, a simple reflection in my bedroom mirror serves to answer everything.

A photograph preserved in glass – a piece of my past I can never surrender. I've become someone I never thought possible, and at this point I don't see a way back. "But at least this way I don't hurt as much as I used to…."

Kicking off my shoes, I make my way to the lounge. The leather couch is just the comfort I need right now. "I could use some sl- What in the world?"

A sparkle before my eyes – a shimmer of brightness to jolt my tired senses awake in due haste. A multi-colored sphere of wispy energy dances to life from the nothingness of thin air, swirling, twisting, and chiming in a loud musical chorus beyond the likes of which I've ever heard before. In a rainbow combustion, it takes the form of a wide, pink, wobbly door, half-solid, translucent, even.

Blinding white light overtakes me – shit, this is getting seriously supernatural.

"Watch out!" Something hard hits me with the weight of a train, my head reeling back in a bump against the coffee table. My connection to the world feels severed, as if I'm slowly flickering out in a sea of deep, consuming blackness. Everything is becoming lighter with each second that ticks out on the clock. It's no use… no matter how hard I try my eyes won't open.

"Oh no! What if I've killed him? This ain't good!" Wait, I recognize the sound of that feminine voice. Bright, welcoming and attentive, though definitely panicked to say the very lea-

"My head," No use, it hurts far too much to keep… myself afloat any longer…. Weird… feel something pressing up against me. It's so… comfy… warm and soft...

"Nononono! Bad Mikey! Stay with me! Listen! Don't walk into th-"


The endearing sensation of something plush – I like it. Slow burning, a jarring connection of myself to the emptiness surrounding my inner core. Through a foggy blur, I can make out shapes. Each one slowly blends into a complete object of alien description. I'm back – at least I think I'm back again. With every switch that flicks back into place I feel the anvil-like weight that is my body becoming lighter, and in a final vibrant push, my eyes flicker open completely.

Dammit – my head is killing me.

"Dude! Thank the Goddess you're okay!" I'm pulled in before my brain can even register. There's a tender, squishiness massaging the side of my cheek. Just what in the hell is happening here?

My eyesight corrects finally, and here I find the truth. Half-smothered, I let out a flustered sputter and inch back, "Breasts?"

"Ohhhhhh yeah!" I'm haulted into perspective – meeting a glowing, almost neon bright set of pinkish-magenta eyes, "Take it easy, playa! You know you've missed these gals of mine."

Hair as pink as candyfloss – an equally radiant pair of peepers staring back at me. Clothes, revealing, paper-thin, and… smiling lips so bright and teasingly gentle they… m-melt my fucking heart…. From zero to fifty in a second flat, I'm overwhelmed.

"Kyu?" All this time and a lone word is all I can muster… pathetic.

Playfully tilting her head like a puppy, her thin, translucent wings beating in what I can only imagine is excitement, she nods repeatedly, "Of course it's me, bro! Yessir… Miss Sugardust has returned to clean up this mess you've gotten yourself int-"

She lets out a surprised yelp when I throw my arms around her petite shoulders in a wordless hug. I squeeze her tight, treasuring every single moment, praying to whatever gods might exist out there that this whole thing isn't some kind of sick game to play with my emotions.

"You came back," I can't stop the tears and I don't want to, "….Things have been miserable since you went away…. Why'd you go?"

"Because I was stupid." The fairy whispers so quietly I can barely hear her. However, just like that, she's back in the game with a cheerful smile, "But we're gonna fix all that! Well… we kinda have to fix it…. Here! Let me give you the lowdown!"

With a little heave, Kyu pushes her wings inside her back, shuffling away from me for a second with an energetic snap of her fingers. There's a poof of pink smoke, and from it there appears a sparkly pink piece of paper, "Here it is," she places is it softly in my hands, "You better read it properly this time! Don't rip it up like you did the last one…."

Time to speed-read. No, wait…. This can't be right! I better read it a second time, just to be sure!

'Emergency Intervention Contract'

'By article sixteen of the Love Fairy Rulebook on Relationships, Kyu Sugerdust is hereby granted indefinite leave (emergencies not withstanding) to remain in the human world for the purpose of rectifying gross errors which have arisen as a result of her previous contract with Mister Mike Winters, West Drive, Glenberry.'

'It is believed by the Goddess of the Lower City, Miss Venus, that Winters, drunk and misguided by his recently awakened traits (traits unlocked with the help of Kyu Sugardust no less) has the potential to become a full blown Playboy (An emotionally unstable seducer of women). This in turn could damage the stability of love fairy operations in the area for the duration of the near (and possibly distant) future. Having ruined three perfectly suitable female candidates in the months prior – this belief is only further reinforced.'

'To this end, Miss Kyu Sugardust will hold unlimited right to the powers granted with the title of Love Fairy, including those usually restricted by rule seven of the Fairy Code of Conduct. She is to use whatever means necessary to repair and prevent any further causes of issue, and may even use Purple Magic as a last resort if Winters cannot be helped in due course.'

'Venus – Lower City Goddess, Sky Garden.'

"A Playboy? Me? The hell?" I place the contract on my lap. I don't know if I should feel annoyed or straight out upset about this, "They're sending you to rein me in?"

"Naaaa! It ain't no thang, Mikey," Kyu giggles like a naughty school girl, winking my way with air of deviousness about her, "I had to lie to my boss a little… make things sound worse than they actually are. It was the only way I could get the new contract with you!"

Something about this sounds… terribly suspicious, "Define 'making things sound worse' for me. I'm feeling a little uneasy all of the sudden…."

"I kinda," she chuckles nervously, nudging her way back a few inches, "I told her you'd gotten all three of the girls… well… kinda… pregnant."

"Jesus, Kyu…." My hands clasp together with the tension of it all – my grassy eyes beaming dead ahead, "If she finds out you're lying…."

"She won't," the fairy insists hard with a steely shimmer to her pink visage, "Besides…." I'm caught off guard when her tone lowers a little, turning damn near despondent, "What was I supposed to do? I tried something else to set you straight, and it didn't work…."

Something else? What in the world is she talking abo-

"Mike… I couldn't sit back anymore and watch you make a mess of yourself…. All of my hard work," Kyu slinks her arms around my creased shirt-clad torso, holding me so tightly I'm struggling to draw in air, "Shit wasn't supposed to turn out this way, man…. You were supposed to forget about me… fall in love with Red… find happiness with her…."

"But she was never the one I wanted…. I worked-"

"Shhh," My pink-haired girl brings me to silence with a soft finger upon my lips, her entire aura becoming rainier by the second, "Sign the paper, bro…. Put your name on the dotted line… and then you'll be glued to me until we sort this whole mess out…."

A loud snap of Kyu's fingers and a glittery rainbow pen falls into my hands. Just like that, she backs away, giving me a moment to make my decision over the now crumped piece of paper. All she needs is my signature. Being honest with myself has always been my weakness…. This time around? I need not think about the truth of my feelings for a second.

'Mike Andrew Winters.'

No sooner than the ink of my pen wetting the paper with my signing, does it vanish in a flourish of sparkles.

Kyu is hesitating – I can see it in her, and God knows, she spent enough time lounging around my place in the past for me to know when she's being distant. What could going through her mind right now? What is she think-

"You're pretty damn special to me, dude… for a human, I mean…." The magical beauty flings her arms around me before I can find the strength to load up with a reply. As I lay here on my bed, there's a silence, but one I wouldn't wish away right now.

Kyu holding me like this… is a sensation I've missed so badly. I'm going to treasure the feeling while it lasts, bask in every second of the tactile delight of her soft skin against my fingers as to imprint upon my memories. I can't lose her, not a second t-

Yet my daydream doesn't last forever. There's always a cold, harsh reality to pull me free from the beauty of my musings, and it's no different now, "She sent you back because I'm a problem… a problem that needs to be fixed…."

Kyu frees herself from my hold, eyes of pink flickering in the curtain of the darkness that is my bedroom, "Don't be stupid, Tiger… You're not a problem to me…. Now… cheer up!"

That's the girl I know – smiling with such warmth it thaws the coldness of my heart. "….I haven't seen you in a while…. We should celebrate, Mikey!"

"How do you suppose we do that?" To say I'm surprised by the suddenness of the suggestion is an understatement. "It's almost midnight."

"Welllll," A low, alluring tone slithers into my ears from the lovely fairy guide. She gives me a wink, crawling just that little bit closer, "….You're here… I'm here too… and I don't know about you but… I feel crazy turned on…."

My skin burns for a moment – the same burn I had that day Audrey came crashing into my apartment. The power of lustful desire is staking its claim upon my turbulent soul, sweeping me up in a whirlwind.

"You think you can keep up with me?" I chuckle – bringing in a smooth smirk to match, "I've been getting a lot better since you were away…."

"Ohhhh, confident! I like it!" Kyu gives a wave of her hand – streamers and magical ribbons float around her slender form for a moment, and when the mysterious magic obscuring my sight clears-

"A bikini? My core throbs in a raging torrent. The way those tiny, skimpy strings just barely wrap around her magnificent womanly assets is enough to set my blood on fire. Her chest bounces in motion with every movement. She closes our gap, giving me a giggle.

"I'm a love fairy, Mister Winters," Kyu's teasing continues as she claps one of her hands together with mine, "You're waaaaay out of my league…."

"We'll see, Kyu… We'll see…"

Passion – power – and the intoxicating snare of intimacy. When all is said and done, I have my lovely candy-flavoured fairy, and I've got my wits, my charm, and my suave intensity…. I don't need anything else in my life.

"At last… I'm winning…." Indeed, so long as Kyu's powerful pink eyes are staring at me like this, I don't give a damn.

I'm Mike Winters, lead singer of Glenberry's most popular upcoming band. Would the rest of the world call this thoughtless indulgence? Yes, they would…. Me? I call this something very different. It's as simple as holding the existence I desire in the tips of my fingers. I'll take what I want, and nothing will stop me now.

"Hope you're ready for me, Mikey…." Kyu sinks into me with a naughty smile, claiming me in her powerful, enchanted embrace.

"Oh, trust me… I'm ready…."

Surrendering to my instincts feels so good.

Bad Ending – Continued in 'Envy Problems'


There you have it – Social Problems has reached a full conclusion at last. Did you enjoy the story? Please feel free to let me know what you thought about it. I'm very eager to hear people's opinions on the two very different endings. There might be epilogues in the future, but for now, I'm going to mark this as a 'complete' project! As mentioned before, if you want to see what happens next then please feel free to read Envy Problems.

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