Monday, The City Blocks, Afternoon

The walk to the beach was a pain for Michael as small jolts of agony shot up from the balls of his feet, but the smell of the sea was the primary reason why he kept pushing on. Of course, the pain wasn't as bad as he was making it out to be; his pace was the same as it's been since he started his walk, although he was getting a little hungry considering the amount of moving he's already done in the day.

Kyu's only complaint during their time going to the beach was that he wasn't moving fast enough! "C'mon Michael! You aren't gonna lose your virginity walking that slow! You gotta want it!" She chanted. Michael's eyes cast an irritated glance up at her with his emerald hues, the glow of the Sun making it appear to glow.

He needed to make sure he was quiet enough so that no one could hear him so he waved his hand so the fairy was close to hear him. "Kyu, didn't you listen to me last night? I'm not a virgin..!" She gave Michael no credence however as she adopted an incredulous stare towards the blond man.

"You keep saying that dude, but everyone knows that a non-virgin wouldn't argue their validity. They would just fuck a woman to prove their point." She said it so matter-of-factly, even waving her hand around like she's experienced this many times before.

Michael groaned, dragging his hand across his face in annoyance to the mildly outlandish logic Kyu constantly presented him with. "Kyu...Do I look like the kind of person that would even do what you just said?" He shouldn't have asked that in all honesty.

Stopping him mid-stride, Kyu held both of her arms out in front of her, framing his face like her hands were the end of a camera. She stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth and closed one eye to try and get a better understanding of the man she was looking at. Michael looked rather handsome with his golden hair tied back modestly along with his semi formal attire, she could see something hidden within him.

"Hmmm...yep." She said simply with a nod of her head.

"If you lost the ponytail and glasses and maybe wore some not-so business-y clothes I'm pretty sure you'd get into any woman's pants the day you meet her!" Michael was unsure whether to be flattered that he rated his appearance so high, or be annoyed that she was criticizing the decisions he made to create his look. He however couldn't deny the hope that she had for him was impressive.

"...I'll take that as 'you have potential'." Kyu went back to hovering around him, passing over, around and in between people as they walked. It wouldn't take long before the sounds they've been hoping for started fading into their ears; waves crashing against the shore, music playing and the one that Kyu's been most excited for: the voices and laughs of potentially gorgeous and stacked women ready for the taking!

Monday, Turtle Bay Beach, Afternoon

"Ooooooh! You hear that Mikey! That's the sound of potentially losing your V-Card!" Kyu clapped her hands as the beach's boardwalk was in view from the street they were on. Michael could feel himself continuously growing more numb to Kyu's incessant taunting of sexual encounters.

A tall sign stood at the top of the hill where they were; sidewalk and asphalt transitioning to a wooden boardwalk. The vibrant gold and green letters gave off a tropical feel when reading its name, Turtle Bay Beach. A small turtle was also placed onto the sign, crawling underneath the letters with a cartoonish smile on its face.

Michael chose to ignore what Kyu had said about him losing his virginity, realizing that there was no point in getting it into her head. Thankfully, a good distraction came in the form of mild stomach discomfort followed by an audible gurgling. "Sooooo I know you're very excited to get to talking as I am, but it's high-time I get something to eat."

The rolling of her eyes was further exaggerated by Kyu leaning back with her shoulders slumped, moaning out her frustration. "Come oooooooon! We're just on the edge and you're gonna cuck me because you're 'hungry'?" The final word was deepened in some form to mock Michael's need for sustenance, even though all he ate so far today was just a measly bowl of cinnamon-apple oatmeal.

"I'll buy you something to eat as well if you stop complaining." The offer instantly caught the fairy's attention like a cat to catnip; her posture fixed itself immediately and she floated close to him, wrapping an arm around his head to put him against her chest.

"Okay, so you're gonna go and get me some funnel cake with chocolate drizzling on top of it and we'll meet at the main ramp to enter the beach in twenty minutes, sound good?" Her tone had taken on a more 'secret agent briefing' to the point where Michael could almost see the black sunglasses on her face if it weren't for the fact that her chest was being pushed into his face.

"Now's not the place to have your tits in my face..!" He had to pry forcefully himself away from her hold, a light blush on his face after having been sandwiched into that flowery chest for a few seconds. Kyu was active enough to see that his cheeks had shifted from its normal skin tone to pink in a second. Even though he had his tendencies to flirt with people like he did with Aiko thirty minutes ago, it was very unexpected of Kyu to pull his head into her breasts like she did.

"Dude you're from England, you should've brought some sun-screen. You're already redder than a cherry." She snickered, holding a hand near her mouth in the case that she was to burst out laughing.

"Oh shut it you; how could I not blush when I'm suddenly thrust into your chest?" Michael puffed out his cheeks as he started making his way up to the boardwalk, the heels of his shoes clacking against the thick wooden boards. "Now come on; I'm not your secretary so you're coming with me to get food."

"Wha-But I was gonna fan out to scout for some bikini-babes for you to chat up..!" She whined, but Michael just waved his hand, not wanting to hear her complain.

"It's either you come with me and get your funnel-cake, or not." She was at a crossroads; either get free food, or help her client in the effort of getting some notches on that virgin-belt of his. The choice was obvious, she followed him. It was only because he was offering her the food. How could a junk-food loving fairy like herself resist the call of such an unhealthy treat?

More than a couple of minutes would pass as Michael scanned the boardwalk for something he could get. Michael wasn't too keen on partaking in funnel cake, so he went and got his food first which consisted of a wrap that contained lettuce, chicken, tomatoes and dressing. The reason why he got his food first? To screw with Kyu, knowing it would make her just as irritated he was by her constant badgering of 'V-card this and titties that'.

After what seemed like an eternity for the fairy, Michael had gotten her the funnel cake as she was promised; powdered sugar covered the pastry as he carried the plastic plate it sat in, warm chocolate drizzled all over it as well. The sight was almost enough to bring a tear to the fairy's eye as she hastily took the plate and popped some bits of it into her mouth with an excited hum.

"Happy now?" Michael arched an eyebrow, walking down the boardwalk towards a ramp to access the hot sands of the beach. The wrap he was eating was enjoyable enough; the chicken's juice was leaked into the rest of the vegetables. Thankfully the mess of juices were contained within a thin cocoon of foil.

Kyu popped some more into her hungry maw, sugar covering her lips and even getting on her cheeks. His question was answered by an audible hum, but as they strolled another question formed considering her food.

"So...do the people just see me walking next to a floating plate of funnel cake?" He was genuinely curious since she told him earlier in the day that she can hide her presence.

"Mmh-mmh..! It goes away right when I grab it." She didn't bother swallowing first before talking and ejecting small puffs of powdered sugar into the air, making Michael cringe and step to the side in order to dodge the incoming dust.

"You could at least swallow before talking." He took another bite of his wrap as they approached the ramp. Taking off his shoes and socks, he carried them along and sighed through the mouthful of food. Relaxing heat rushed up his feet and almost instantaneously melted away his foot pain.

The beach had a less than moderate amount of people since it was a weekday which meant it wouldn't take long for a familiar sight to be spotted by Kyu's keen eyes. She placed her hand on Michael's shoulder to get his attention...and to also wipe away some sugar onto his shirt but he didn't need to know that part.

"MMMH!" She pointed over his shoulder to help him spot the same woman that was talking with Aiko in the morning, except she was now clad in a rather revealing yellow bikini. And accompanying her was a buxom woman with blond hair that extends just past her shoulders. She was dressed in a purple bikini that revealed a generous portion of skin, the low waist of her bottoms showing a subtle v-line that teased her privates. Her blue eyes were narrowed at the darker-skinned woman across from her, arms on her hips.

"What're you pointing at now?" It took Michael a couple of seconds for his eyes to narrow in on what she was pointing at, only for his hues to widen. The sight of the women dressed in such a way almost made his jaw go slack if it weren't for Kyu getting his attention.

"Enjoying the view huh?" She said with a smirk after having swallowed the last bit of her funnel cake. Michael quickly shook his head and regained his focus just as Kyu was about to give him his next bit of guidance.

Right as Kyu got his attention, they spotted the blond haired woman waving her hand at the woman before making her way back to the boardwalk, a look of dissatisfaction and irritation was plain on her face. The other woman was now left alone, starting her path back to the changing rooms.

"The time is just right for this..! You gotta be quick; go up to her and get her attention, say something-anything!" Kyu yanked the half-eaten wrap from Michael's hand and pushed him forward, making the man stumble slightly.

"Hey..! I'm not finished with that you little-" Michael was silenced by Kyu closing his lips with her index finger and thumb.

"You'll get to eat when you get her number. It should be easy for you, now hurry your ass up!" The man was then met by a surprisingly harsh slap on his bottom, making him jump up with a squeak. Turning back to shoot Kyu a venom-covered glare, he returned his eyes to the tanned woman strolling in a hurry back to the changing rooms.

"Here we go…" He would huff as he jogged through the sands to catch up with the lady. The sand gently burned his feet, but that didn't stop Michael as he approached the woman, waving a hand to get her attention. "H-Hey..! Wait up..!"

The lady perked up at the sound of Michael's voice, quickly turning her head to find who was calling for her attention. Her fuschia eyes landed on Michael as he came up to the woman. Her cheeks began to pinken in embarrassment as she shyly held her hands together in an attempt to comfort herself..

"What..?! Oh jeez...Hi, sorry…" She was fumbling around with her words as if they were active explosives, not wanting herself to cause any anger to well up in the tall, formally dressed man that stood before her.

"God, I'm so embarrassed. My friend made put this stupid thing on. Could you give me a second..? I just need to change." She spoke as she was slowly making her way to the changing room just as Michael waved his hand, a casual grin emerged from his face as he spoke.

"You're embarrassed..? I think your friend has pretty good tastes. You look amazing in that, honestly." Michael's words were met with a sheepish grin, the woman reaching to one arm and stroking it.

"Really..? You think so..? I don't know…" Her voice was riddled with conflict; one half wanted to give the bikini a chance, but the other half wanted to return to her more conservative and non-revealing clothes she had before this. "I don't want anyone to think that I'm like that, you know..?" She asked.

Michael responded to her concern with a shrug, reaching up to push his glasses up his nose. "There's nothing wrong with having some confidence in yourself. I say that if you got it, then you should flaunt it. Nothing wrong with that."

The woman arched an eyebrow, questioning his statement. "Soooo are you saying that I have it then..?" She was met with a nod, followed up by a thumbs up from the man.

"I wouldn't lie about something like that, ma'am. Trust me, you look great." If he wasn't right before when he saw her dressed in her dress and sari, then he would most definitely be correct right now. Since she was dressed the way she was, his suspicions on her body type were laid to rest as she held her arms underneath her generous bust.

"Well...I guess it isn't so bad. If you're really saying you like it…" She was about to trail onto a different topic, but something pulled her back that she needed to address. "Oh, and hi. The person that's 'got it' that you're speaking to; her name's Beli." A giggle topped off her introduction, urging for Michael to introduce himself as well.

"It's very nice to meet you Beli. The man that looks as out of place as it gets is named Michael." She giggled at his similar introduction as he lifted a hand to shake her's.

"So what brings you out here..? You don't really look like you're dressed to go into the water." Michael was reminded of his choice of attire since going to the beach wasn't his plan for the day, but sometimes things just happen to pop up.

"I was just having myself a little walk to get myself a little energized before work. I'd rather not have my legs aching from sitting around all day." Michael explained as Beli listened with a genuine look of interest on her face.

"That must be troublesome. What is it that you do for work, if you don't mind me asking..?" It must be some form of office job since he was dressed in a button-up shirt and slacks.

"Ehhh, it's a little bit of an out-there kind of job and I don't think you'd believe me if I told you." He reached back and rubbed the back of his head.

Beli tilted her head ever so slightly, her curiosity only going up more but she didn't want to pry on him if he didn't want to answer. "What makes you think I wouldn't believe you..? I don't think it's that bad." Maybe he worked as a secretary? Or perhaps as a banker? So many jobs rolled through her mind as Michael responded after a few seconds of thinking.

"I work as a freelance artist…" His eyes were trained on her, waiting to see what her reaction would be. He knows it isn't as strange of a career path as he used to think, but there are still some times where he's a little hesitant to tell people what job he has.

"Really..?" She asked. It wasn't like she was expecting more from someone who dressed like him, she was more caught off-guard by his response than anything. "You mean like, people pay for you to draw things for them..?"

Michael bobbed his head up and down, "More or less. I've been doing it for a couple of years, so I managed to build some healthy habits around that."

The curious gaze Beli gave off was now replaced with one of interest, wanting to know more of what he did. "That's interesting..! I wouldn't call your job weird or out-there at all. You've put in tons of effort into your craft and that shows with what people get from you." Her words were strangely encouraging even though it was meant to be a compliment.

The responses he was used to getting were normally little cringes followed up by 'do you work a part-time job as well?' He had grown used to it at this point, but Beli's response did remind him that there are people that express interest in what he does.

"Heh...thanks." He awkwardly spoke, rubbing his cheek with one of his fingers. "So what do you do for work..?" Beli wasn't the only one expressing curiosity for the other's occupation.

"O-Oh, I'm a yoga instructor over at the fitness center, the one near the university..?" She pointed over into the distance to give a general direction to where the building was.

"Isn't that quite the coincidence, I just so happen to go there." Since most of Michael's workday is spent in a chair for multiple hours on end, he didn't want himself to become a living twig so he decided to get a membership to the fitness center so he could keep himself in relatively decent shape.

Beli's eyes widened slightly to his jovial retort, "Small world I suppose. Have you tried yoga before..?" She inquired. Upon looking at him, he was decently built; nothing too crazy like bulging veins from his forearms. Just a bit of size on him showing that he did somewhat care about being healthy.

"Nope, I haven't given yoga a shot before. It's just a bunch of stretches, right..?" Beli giggled at his question. It was something she's always been asked when inquiring about yoga.

"It's more than just stretches; it's a way to deepen the connection between your spiritual and physical side through deep and relaxing breaths and stretches." Beli explained to Michael. Her little tangent would be cut off by Michael's phone not knowing common decency and interrupting Beli with a blaring alarm notification.

"Did something come up..?" Beli asked, a look of concern on her face as Michael fished his phone out to shut off the alarm.

"Ahhh...yes unfortunately." Michael returned her gaze with an apologetic look on his face. "I need to head back home and finish some work, but it's been a very nice experience talking to you, Beli." His smile quickly returned to reassure the woman that she wasn't at fault for talking about her passion for yoga.

"And it was pleasant talking to you too, Michael." The sentiment was reflected in kind to the man as she looked to where the gym roughly is. "Would I be seeing you in one of the yoga classes soon..?" She asked.

"Oh yeah, definitely." His reply was earnest along with the nod he gave her. "I'll be coming to the gym with a friend tomorrow morning, I guess you'll be there to teach?" He asked.

Beli's face regained that soft smile, which was a great improvement from the apologetic mask she was wearing before. "Yep..! I have a class at ten." She told him.

"Then consider me there." Michael gently pulled his bag further up his shoulder. "Now I need to get going. Hope to see you tomorrow, Beli..!" He waved as he trotted further away from her and went back to the boardwalk where he brushed most of the sand off his feet and slipped his shoes back on.

"Well look at you my man..!" Kyu had returned to his side with a smile on her face at his recent interaction. "You're gonna be getting women to bed in no time." She expressed her excitement with a pat to his back.

"I wouldn't put too much hope in me, Kyu. We've only just met." Michael countered, dusting off his pants as he stood up and began his trek back to his apartment.

"And you managed to keep that woman in her bikini even though she was gonna change; you've got more than promise, bud!" Looking at her as she spoke, something seemed to be missing from her hand; something that he paid money for...

"Hey Kyu, mind telling me what you did with the rest of my wrap?" Her smile got a little wavy, her lips quickly tightening to try and keep herself quiet. "Kyu…" Michael spoke once again, the fairy turning her head to avoid the intense glare emanating from her client.

"Soooo you were taking a little bit longer than I thought...and I miiiight've gotten a little bit hungry…again." Michael took a deep breath in and released one that was even deeper.

"What am I gonna do with you…" He shook his head as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Hey dude, in my defense you left food with ME of all people; the same fairy that mauled an entire funnel cake in less than ten minutes!" She did have a point, but that didn't mean it was right for her to have eaten the food he trusted her not to eat.

"Ehhh forget it, at least you didn't throw it away." Michael was of course disappointed that he couldn't finish his meal, but it didn't go to waste either so he couldn't be as mad as he would want to be; there were some leftovers at home he could reheat as he worked anyway.

Monday, Bedroom, Afternoon

The return home was simple with Kyu bugging Michael from time to time to try and interact with some cute women as they walked by, but the man was resolute in wanting to get to work since it was already noon.

"C'mon Michael..! You're passing up on so much pussy with every woman you pass..!" Kyu was floating beside Michael as they arrived at his apartment building.

"I already got one woman's number and I'm going to see another one at the gym tomorrow for yoga, what more do you want from me? A kiss from a third?" He hissed at her with his last sarcastic comment, going over to the elevator.

"Preferably..! You've heard of the phrase 'all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy' right? You spent all morning drawing birds, so what's a couple of hours of getting a few more chicks' numbers gonna do?" She asked as they moved to his apartment, Michael quickly slipping in so he could answer her. The last thing he wanted was for his neighbors to think he's crazy for talking to himself in the hallway.

"Everything has to be handled in moderation, and some things have more priority than others. In my case, my job takes a higher priority than going out...At least for the moment." Kicking his shoes off, he and Kyu carried on to his room where Michael would turn on his computer, and in turn his monitors would glow to life.

"And besides, it's only..one o'clock. I'll work for a while, and when it's night time we can figure something out, okay?" Michael didn't want to make himself sound like a killjoy to the love-fairy. But this was his primary form of revenue and didn't want to lower it priority.

Kyu huffed while crossing her arms and even her legs, looking down at him as Michael slid his drawing monitor in front of him. Taking his stylus from its charging stand, he did some tapping on the screen and suddenly a window of a sketch popped up. It was a rough depiction of a hill with a tree on top, swirls and dots covered the supposed sky as two quickly drawn figures sat under said tree. Of course Kyu was lost as Michael expertly maneuvered his pen across the monitor, his eyes glued to the screen in focus.

"So did someone ask you to make this or something?" She asked. Michael answered her without even pulling his eyes from the screen.

"Pretty much, yeah. They said that it's an anniversary gift for their girlfriend…" His voice slowly trailed off as he began adding details to the tree that was on top of the hill. A picture of a real life tree was sat beside the drawing of the tree to serve as a reference for Michael; constantly drawing and erasing to ensure that he made the flora as suitable for the tree as it could be.

Kyu quickly grew bored of watching Michael drawing for not even ten minutes, going over to his bed and bending down in search of something. She went so far as to get on her knees and squint, brushing her hand all across the area underneath his bed in search of the one thing men like kept hidden in their rooms. Surprisingly, there wasn't anything under there that was of any note to Kyu; just some long-lost pencils and a coin or two. The next place she would check was his night stand; nothing. She then walked over to his closet and gazed at the door, having a good feeling about this.

"What're you doing?" Michael could hear her shuffling stuff around behind him, opening and shutting drawers like she was searching for something, in which she was.

"Oh you know, just treasure hunting." Her voice was casual as she pulled open his closet, eyes instantly spotting some transparent containers filled with various folders and papers inside. Curiosity took her by the hand as she pulled one of the boxes out and opened them, taking out a small pile of papers and looking through them. Instead of finding the naughty magazines that she was hoping for, Kyu found herself looking at years of work, successes and failures, and even works that consisted of multiple different shapes.

"Jesus, you sure love to draw..." She spoke out loud. It was impressive to her that Michael was the one that made all of this work, but it also proved that she did have some work to do with Michael to get him to be more relaxed when it came to work and a social life.

He heard her speaking and turned around from his screen to find her looking at some old drawings he made while he was in highschool. "You're like a cat, you know that? Always sticking your nose into things you're curious about." Walking over to her, he plucked the papers from her hands and slipped them back into the box and placed the box back in his closet.

"What? It's not like that these are bad, although it did look like you had an obsession with tit-windows and thigh-highs." The mere mention of those memories made Michael's cheeks burn up with embarrassment, reaching down to her level and flicking her forehead. "Ow..! That hurts you know..!" She scowled at him as she rubbed where he struck.

"That's what you get for snooping in my closet. If you're really that bored, the remote for the TV's on my dresser." He poked her forehead once again, turning around to get back to work. Kyu's mild anger wouldn't subside as she watched him return to his chair.

"You little…" She growled to herself; she was going to get him back for this, definitely. But for now, she just did what was convenient for the time and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels until she found what was specific to her needs.

The noises didn't go unnoticed by Michael, for as soon as the audible moans and slapping of skin touched his eardrums he almost instantly turned to Kyu who was laying back on the bed, arms behind her head as she stared at the action happening on screen.

"Really? Of all the channels you go to, you choose THAT?" He didn't sound impressed, nor surprised considering she was a love-fairy, but he hoped that she would've at least chosen something like a channel for cartoons, not pornography.

His complaint was met by an uncaring shrug, "Hey, you left the love-fairy in charge of the remote. I don't think you should've expected anything different to be honest." The wet sounds made Michael wince. It wasn't that there was porn on the TV that was bothering him, it was that someone he met just last night was laying in his bed watching said porn.

Shaking his head and turning back to his monitor, he slipped on a pair of headphones to hopefully drive out the ever so present moans that filled the room. With some luck, Michael was able to find a playlist to listen to to drown out the noises as Kyu was now moving from porn channel to porn channel, wanting to see what was on. And this kept itself going for the next few hours; until the Sun was setting.

Was this his punishment for making her wait? Or was it for flicking her forehead? He didn't know, but thankfully he had made some surprising progress and finished the lineart despite Kyu's porn-watching. All that needed to be done now was to shade and color. As if on cue Michael's phone started buzzing and rang loudly, the noise instantly getting Kyu's attention.

"That might be the Asian-chick from this morning! Don't keep her waiting!" Kyu shouted, pumped up and ready to take a night out on the town.

"Could you shut that off? I'm about to answer it and I don't want anyone to hear whatever's going on there!" Michael huffed, pointing to the TV.

"Ehhh best I can do is lower it a bit; it's getting to a pretty good part. This woman's about to get double-teamed by these-" Michael waved his hand, interrupting her.

"Don't care right now, just keep it quiet!" He rolled his eyes, holding the phone up to his ear and praying that Kyu would lower the volume a tad so the one on the opposite end wouldn't hear it.

"Hello?" He spoke.

"Hey Michael! I'm not callin' you at a bad time, am I?" A masculine voice was heard, relieving Michael's tension for a second as he instantly recognized the tone.

"No no, you're fine, man. What's up?" Michael leaned back in his chair, spinning it around so he was facing Kyu, making a gesture for her to lower the volume a little bit more. Being the bit of an ass as she was, she did the opposite and slowly raised the volume. Michael shot her a glare that she could definitely feel, as was shone by the shit-eating grin on her face.

"Uhh dude...you watching porn?" The voice asked him, making Michael panic as he hurried out of the room before Kyu could make the TV any louder.

"What-No no..! I'm not!" Michael quickly denied, only getting a suspicious hum from the other line.

"Dude, I know porn when I hear porn; It's a good thing I called then." Michael arched an eyebrow, walking over to the kitchen so he could talk better.

"What do you mean? You have something planned for tonight?" He asked as he leaned up against his counter.

"Yep! I called you to ask if you're free to hit up the bar tonight and hang out." The invitation made Michael think for a second; he did make some pretty good progress, so what was a night of drinking going to do?

"Okay, I can do that." Michael agreed, nodding his head as if the man on the other side of the line was standing right in front of him.

"Great! It's the same bar as always. We can meet at sayyyyy...seven? I just got finished with work and need to wash up." At this point Kyu had shut off the TV and popped on into the kitchen to see what Michael was doing.

"That's fine by me, I'll see you tonight." Michael and the man said their goodbyes and hung up, the blonde man sighing as he looked at Kyu.

"What?" She asked, looking at him all confused like she just wasn't blasting porn in the background of his phone call.

"We've got a plan for tonight; we're going to the bar to see-"

"That friend you've been mentioning for the past day?" Kyu finished for him.

"Yeah. He's one of my old friends from highschool and he wants to meet up and have a drink." Michael turned on his phone to look at the clock; one hour left until he has to go. This was a good time to switch up his clothes once again, since his pants were a bit dusty from the sand of the beach earlier.

The two hours would fly by and soon enough they were out the door, Michael now wearing a pair of blue jeans and a henley shirt along with a pair of sneakers for anything casual. He decided to keep his hair down for this and switched his glasses to the black-armed pair he had before in exchange for the clear-armed glasses he had been wearing for most of the day.

"Look at youuuu; simple yet stylish! Ladies love that." Kyu kept egging him on as they went out the door.

"Sometimes I don't know whether you try to encourage me or constantly tease me." He stated, the fairy lifting both of her hands and lowering one and raising the other.

"Ehhh a little column A little column B I say." She grinned. He did look good, and the long blond hair he had was like the cherry on the proverbial cake.

Monday, Bar & Lounge , Evening

The typical hang-out spot for Michael when he wasn't working was always this place, he always enjoyed the rare casual conversation with some of the usual drinkers that came in after a hard day's work and today wasn't any different. The young man and fairy meandered about on the sidewalk on the way to the bar, the sign so plainly in view but he wanted to take a little more time to just walk.

"Not in a rush to go see that friend of yours?" Kyu had elected to walk beside him this time, her purple shoes tapping against the brick-laden sidewalk typically seen in the city. Michael was leaning back with his hands resting behind his head, sticking his leg straight out and moving forward like he was a toy soldier.

"Yeah, I'm gonna take my time. He has a tendency to be like...ten minutes late usually." He sounded a bit more relaxed now that he's finished working for the day, and was pretending that the whole 'loud porn phone call' did not just happen.

As they drew closer to the door, Michael had to quickly step back as a dark-skinned woman wearing a pale blue and white flight attendant's uniform.

"Oh..! Pardon me..!" She said as she hurried by to let Michael pass. He didn't pay it much mind since that was a common occurrence because the bar only had a one-door entrance instead of a two-door. The faint smell of coffee whisked by his nose just as the lady passed by him, which made his nose crinkle at the potent smell while he stepped into the bar and was greeted by the all-too familiar soft jazz music that filled the building.

Kyu was close behind him as the bartender greeted Michael's latest appearance with a wave and a warm smile that could only be deciphered by the raising of his cheeks since his mouth was hidden behind a curtain of white hair. Michael returned the wave as he reached the bar, not intending to sit down since he had done plenty of that already.

"Good evening to you, Michael." He politely spoke, prepared to give the blond man what he asked for. "What're you having tonight?" He asked.

"Mmmh…I'll take a tequila-sunrise this time. Kinda need something to help me relax after today." He answered back, the tone in his voice was more than enough for the bartender to understand that Michael had a little bit of a different day than normal.

Moving forthwith, the man worked diligently as he mixed up Michael's beverage. Pouring in that gorgeously red grenadine into his glass, the full drink was prepared within a couple of minutes. Just as the title of the drink described, the orange liquid mixed on top of the red syrup revealed a gradient reminiscent of the rising Sun.

Taking his glass, Michael gave the bartender a smile as he made his way to the far side of the lounging area where all of the entertainment options were; darts, and pool being Michael's typical things to do when he drinks. Setting down his sunrise on a nearby table, he started to reach into one of the pool-table's pockets and racked up the balls.

"Sooo how long's it gonna take for your friend to show up?" Kyu asked as her eyes scanned the area, more or less searching for a woman that he could possibly hit up before more people showed up. Michael on the other hand was racking up some balls for a game of pool, preparing himself for when that friend of his did decide to show up.

"I told you already, he's always late to get here." Michael spoke without looking at the fairy as he was sliding the triangle of pool balls into their place at the center of the table. What Kyu wasn't telling him however was that a man was strolling right towards Michael with a mischievous grin on his face. As Michael was leaned down with pool cue in hand, his focus was directed towards the break and not at the man raising his hands.

"Hey!" He suddenly shouted, bringing his hands down on Michael's shoulders and startling the man into letting out a yelp like a dog. The scare made him miss his shot, the tip of the cue just grazing the cue ball and making it spin to the side. Michael turned quickly and spotted the man that Kyu neglected to warn him about, the fairy having her own laugh as did the man.

"You ass!" Michael huffed and smacked the man's arm, making him playfully rub his arm.

"Heyyyy that's how you greet your friend nowadays?" He laughed. Michael was close to reaching for his friend's thigh-length ponytail and hitting him like a paddle ball. Instead he opted for another smack against his friend's chest, the back of his hand making an impact against his black cropped jacket and rose-decorated white t-shirt.

"It's good to see you too, Haric." Michael sighed as his friend wrapped an arm around his shoulder and brought him in for a partial hug, rubbing his arm.

"And it's always great to see my favorite British man." Breaking the hug, Haric reached a tattooed hand over to snatch up a pool cue. Based on what Kyu could see, Haric had a yin-yang symbol tattooed onto the tops of both of his hands and the promise of more was shown by blue tattoos revealed on his wrists. That was all she could see due to the long-sleeves of his jacket hiding the details.

Haric was the first to go and his shot made a resounding clack that made Michael wince. "I swear one of these days you're gonna drive the stick right through the ball." He said as the balls bounced around the table. Haric chuckled, looking at his friend.

"You know I don't hold back when it comes to pool. And besides, I'm pretty sure you have something else to tell me, right?" He had a look of hope and expectancy on his face as his yellow eyes peered through the black strands of hair that hung from his bangs.

Michael gave Haric a look of confusion as he took a sip of his drink, licking his lips after the drink. "What do you mean by that?" He asked as he walked around the table to get to the cue ball and positioned himself to get an easy shot.

Haric leaned his bottom against the edge of the table as he spoke. "I mean if you got a girlfriend or not!" His sudden outburst made Michael fumble his shot once again, his stick jumping and almost hitting a completely different ball. Michael shot Haric a glance with narrowed eyes only to be met by a grin.

"Well?" He waited for Michael to answer, tilting his head in anticipation for Michael to tell him that he had gotten someone. Kyu already knew the answer, shaking her head with crossed arms; Michael had gotten a woman's number today, but that didn't mean he had gotten a girlfriend. Haric's smile formed into one more of pity as he huffed out his nose. "No luck huh? Damn." he swore as he let Michael take another shot.

"Yeah. No luck...although…" Michael started and right as he said that word Haric was leaning down, eyes glowing with interest once again.

"Althoooough?" He mimicked Michael in anticipation.

"I did get someone's number." It sounded like he was more afraid to tell Haric that, but Kyu saw Haric stand up straight and pat Michael on the back, making him miss his shot once again for the third time.

"That's what I like to hear; and I didn't have to wingman for you this time. Remember highschool?" Haric nudged Michael's shoulder. He didn't answer him until he finally took his shot and sunk in his desired ball; stripes.

"Mhmm, I do remember." Michael stood back up and moved to where the cue ball was now. His tone was of mild annoyance more towards Haric constantly making him miss his shots than the memory he brought up. "...I do thank you for that though. I don't think you would've let me live that down."

"Of course I wouldn't have let you live it down; I spent all that time setting you up with that girl at prom. The most you could've done was leave graduation not a virgin, and you did just that." Haric wore a proud smile on his face as Michael's face slowly turned red from Haric's blatant disregard for zipping his mouth up when it was needed. Just behind Haric was Kyu seated on a table, swaying her legs back and forth bored. Right as she heard what Haric said her eyes widened.

"YOU AREN'T A VIRGIN?!" Her surprised exclamation made Michael sigh and inhale deeply, missing his next shot. It wasn't like he told her last night and this afternoon that he wasn't a virgin. He didn't understand why it took for Haric to remind him of that memory for Kyu to realize that what he was saying was true. Leaning back up, Michael took another sip of his drink with hum.

"I swear, you treat that as if you won some kind of an award or something. It was just a one-time thing." Haric just replied with an audible 'uh-huh' as he walked around the table to take his shot. His eyes glanced up from the ball every now and again, something catching his interest temporarily before snapping the ball across the table and sinking a ball into a corner pocket.

The two men would share a back and forth, joking with one another as they would. While Michael was busy taking his shot, Haric couldn't resist the temptation and took up Michael's cup and stole a swig from it while he wasn't looking. As Michael was lining up his shot it was interrupted once again by Haric nudging his shoulder and in turn making him growl with a barely containable fury.

"Haric I swear if you do that again-" Just as he was standing up to glare daggers at his friend he noticed that he was doing some weird things, raising his eyebrows and tilting his head in his direction. "What're you doing?" he asked.

Haric leaned over and whispered into his ear, the scent of the tequila and orange juice clear in his breath. "There's a blondie eyeing you up from across the way." He didn't want to lift his hand up and point since Michael was already turning his head to search for whomever Haric was talking about. And there she was.

The blond woman from the beach was seated at the bar with legs crossed, that purple bikini that Michael saw her in before was replaced by a leopard print top and a pair of blue shorts. Kyu wasn't slow to comment on the woman's appearance either as Haric handed Michael his drink.

"Oooooh, we got a MILF on our hand's; looks like a complete and total cougar too." She commented. Michael couldn't say anything to her, so all he could was listen as the woman gave Michael a soft stare and smile that hid her intentions underneath.

"So you said that you got a woman's number earlier, she the one?" Haric asked. Michael shook his head; he saw her earlier in the afternoon, but didn't get her number.

"Nice; this is a pretty good chance to put yourself out there my man." He placed a hand on his shoulder as he started giving him a rundown like how Kyu would. The love-fairy crossed her arms and listened as Haric was doing her job for her.

"So first, you're gonna have to be a bit more flirty once you go up to her; none of this 'U-Uhm hey, madam' shit. If you aren't aggressive, you won't even get your foot in the door." Kyu stuck her lower lip out with a nod of her head, agreeing with Haric's advice.

"Okayyyy..? So you want me to just go up there and flirt with her? What should I say then?" Michael asked, his eyes darting back and forth from his friend and the woman from across the way. He saw that she was giggling at the two men's little huddle, lifting a hand and waving in a come hither motion.

"Compliment literally anything; tits, eyes whatever gets your interest first. Good luck." Haric patted Michael's shoulder and nudged him into a walk towards the woman, Kyu quickly getting up and following along.

"Your friend's right; you gotta be aggressive..!" She told him as they were now at the seat that she was occupying. Her blue eyes stared up at him like how the ocean stares at the sky, her red lips curled up into a soft smile.

"Didn't think your friend would just send you right to me like this." Her tone was as sultry as it could get, every word rolling expertly off her tongue.

"Heh, yeah; he can be a piece of work." Michael chuckled as he took a seat down next to her, resting his arm on the bar.

"Was he giving you tips?" She hit the nail right on the head without even needing to think, Michael nodding his head in response to her.

"Yeah, he said that I should be flirty and compliment the first thing I saw about you." The woman's eyebrow quirked up with interest.

"Oh? And what was it that you saw when you first saw me?" She leaned forward, her other arm squeezing her magnificent bosom to the point where Michael thought that they would squeeze out of her top.

Michael took a second to answer, his eyes clearly wandered down exactly to where the woman wanted him to look, giggling as he blinked. "Couldn't really help seeing how great of a set that you have on you." He started, nudging his head down to hint towards her breasts. "I give them a solid ten out of ten."

The woman giggled, turning her eyes down towards her chest as well. "Well what can I say; I'm blessed~" She stopped squishing her breasts together as much, revealing that they were still large regardless of what she did with them.

"I don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting you; the cute ones are always hiding from me…" Her voice teased out a soft whine; she was a frequent visitor to the bar but Michael hasn't seen her once since he's come here. Maybe it was the times at which he visits, he does come at night normally where there aren't many people occupying the place.

Michael found himself enjoying the sound of her voice, relaxing a little more as his drink worked its magic. There was something about the way she talked that almost made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end; maybe it was the feminine charm that she gave off, or possibly the thoughts that were rolling through her head as she spoke to him.

"Hun, do you think that you could do this girl a favor?" she asked.

"Hm? And that would be..?" Michael answered, waiting for her to continue her question. He had a guess that she would want him to buy her a drink, and for that he had a good reply.

"Do you think that you could help me with my empty glass?" She reached over and lifted a clearly empty wine glass with a hint of red lipstick stuck to the edge.

"I can do that...'' He started. "Only if you tell me what I get in return." He added in a sly wink of his eye from behind his glasses, reaching up to brush a bit of his hair from his face. The woman didn't allow him to do that however as her smooth hands cupped his head in her grasp, slowly leaning forward.

"Oh sweetie, I can make it worth your while, trust me…" She whispered seductively into his ear, her breath smelled of wine as it made his ears redden along with the sultry sound of her voice. What's more is that after she spoke, she took his earlobe into her teeth and gave it a playful tug before leaning back into her seat as well as brushing that strand of blond back behind his ear.

If that wasn't grounds for a drink, then he didn't know what was. Waving to the bartender, he ordered a martini for the lady. As the drink was presented to him, Michael held the drink to her in which she happily accepted.

"Thank you, honey." She stared into the liquid for a moment, taking the olive and stirring it about in the liquid before holding the glass to her lips and letting it flow down her throat.

Clearing his throat in an attempt to make himself seem unabashed by the woman's teasing, he spoke. "So…" He started. The woman placed the empty glass on the counter and locked eyes with him once more, giving him her undivided attention. "How many drinks is it gonna take for me to get under that?" He pointed to her top, the lady giggled at his flirts.

"Guess there's only one way to find out, right honey?" She winked playfully, going so far as to brush one of her legs against his. "You haven't even asked my name yet. I'm more than just a pair of tits and a pretty face, you know?"

"Of course, I couldn't forget that." He said as he felt her leg brushing up against his, giving him enough bravado to flirt once more. "I bet your name's just as sexy as that voice of your's."

"Flattery will get you a long way with this woman, and I mean a loooong way…" She dragged her leg almost up to his thigh before moving back down to brushing his shin. "Most of the boys your age know me as Misty, but you can call me Jessie." She introduced herself.

"Jessie, huh..?" Michael repeated. He could see Haric sitting at the pool table nodding his head. What he couldn't see was the big smile on his face as he knew Michael was going to get her number. He just felt it.

"Mhmm. You should feel honored; I only share that secret with people that I like." It was then she finally pulled her leg away and crossed it with her other once again.

"Well I'm glad that you consider me good enough to be put into that group." He said before taking one of his final drinks for the night. Jessie giggled as he drank, letting him finish sipping before talking.

"So, do you mind if I ask you something? I love hearing you talk…" She spoke.

Haric sat at the pool table as time went on, keeping an eye on Michael and before too long he went and got a drink for himself. From what he heard when he was at the bar getting his drink, Jessie and Michael were hitting it off very well and very strong as the lady had just asked how many times a day he would get off if he were in a relationship.

"Well, to be honest...Probably the same amount if I were single." His glass was empty by this point, and that answer made Jessie hum in amusement.

"That's good to know; at least I don't have to worry about stamina…" Their conversation would continue on for about another half an hour before Haric had to come over and tell Michael the time.

"It's ten already..? Time flew fast…" He said as Haric made his way to the bartender so he could pay.

"Awww you're leaving me already..? But we were just starting to have fun…" Jessie whined, not wanting Michael to leave just yet. She enjoyed the company he granted her.

"Sadly, yes. But if you're a regular here I'm sure I'll see you soon." Michael mentioned and that reminder brought a smile back to her face. Standing from his chair, the bartender was already at his side and as Michael paid for the drinks he bought, Jessie figured out a way to pay him back.

"Hey Sweetie, let me see your phone." She held her hand out to him after he finished paying.

"My phone..? Okay…" Taking his phone from his pocket, he placed it in her hand. After a few seconds she handed back his phone and leaned forward, planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Thanks for the drinks, Sweetie. And sweet dreams tonight." Her voice took on a more sultry tone at that final statement.

"Michael c'mon..!" Haric called to the man from the door, waving at him. Saying one last goodnight to Jessie, Michael and Kyu caught up with Haric and slipped out the door.

"Look at you!" Haric cheered, running a hand through Michael's golden locks. "I told you you were gonna get her number!" He exclaimed, watching as Michael hid his phone in his pocket.

"Jeez, let's just get home. We need to go to the gym tomorrow…" Michael sighed as Haric helped escort the man home. He wasn't drunk, but he still wanted to make sure that his friend made it back to his apartment safe and sound before he had to take his leave as well.

"Have a good night, Mikey. I'm proud of you!" Was what Michael heard before his door shut and he made his way to bed. Today...was very productive.

Hello! Okay, so this chapter is definitely the longest so far. Also, sorry for not updating it in a week! I play through the game and formulate what Michael will do in each scenario and this time I felt like adding in another OC to differentiate from Kyu every once in a while; hope he's fine!