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Chapter 19
Proposals and Fiancées
Days passed, a new week started, and Lucy began to hole herself up in Fairy Tail's basement library with her laptop and notebook. Sometimes Natsu, Levy, or Cana came down to see her, but otherwise, she did not talk to anyone during that time.
On Friday, Natsu and Levy came to invite her to lunch, which she turned down yet again. Natsu furrowed his brow in concern.
"Are you okay?" He poked her shoulder when she continued to write in her notebook rather than look up at them. "You look like you're possessed."
"Are you even going home at night?" Levy asked, also looking worried about Lucy. "Don't tell me you've been sleeping here at the office."
"I'm going home," she assured them. "I have Plue to worry about, after all."
The truth was, she only went home to give Plue food, water, and walk him. She then went straight back to work. A few times, she called her landlord and begged the old lady to walk the dog for her. Although cranky, the woman agreed, since it was better than having urine stains on the carpet. Lucy actually had slept at the office twice.
She had never had so many ideas in her life. Loke's work was so amazing. The notebook she got for the GMG project quickly filled up with rough storyboard ideas, but none of them were quite right. She wrote, erased, wrote more, scratched out ideas, wrote again…
Although struggling to get the perfect concept to take shape, she did not feel stuck like she did before. She was making significant progress, but out of hundreds of ideas, she was searching for that special one, the idea that would blow away not just Loke, but the whole world.
Looking back, she realized she had never made anything that she was a hundred percent happy with. Although she was confident in her talent, anxiety and doubt always hung over her. Deep in her heart, she had known what she was looking for, but she had not yet matured enough to bring out that inner strength and turn it into something creative.
Now, she felt like she could do this. She could make this awesome. This was her ultimate chance. Once she was done, she would show Loke first thing.
She skipped lunch, and she did not realize that work had ended. As the clock struck seven, she finished her latest version of the proposal. She printed it out and rushed to Loke's office, unaware of how late it actually was.
She got onto the elevator in the basement library, but instead of hitting the Creative Department's floor, her hands shook with excitement and she hit the first floor. Oh well, she hit the upper level as well. The elevator rose, and the doors dragged themselves open at the first floor, revealing none other than Loke standing in the main foyer.
Lucy grinned at seeing him and began to run over, proposal in hand. That was when she realized that beside him was someone she had never seen before. She came to a stop as she realized they were in the middle of a conversation.
"I'm sorry," said the petite woman, "but it's time for me to go."
"Don't worry, Aries. I know your father has an early curfew for you."
"It was nice to see you again, Loke."
Lucy's heart gave a painful thump when she heard the familiarity in their words. Calling him Loke instead of Mr. Leo had to mean that she did not work there, and whoever she was, Loke knew her father. A family friend? The woman herself was dainty, with pink hair that turned into perfect cotton-like puffs around her shoulders. Her dress was pure white and clung to her shapely body, accenting her cleavage, with a matching white choker and long, elegant white gloves coming up past her elbows. She possessed a simple, polished elegance about her, and she stood so close to Loke, they obviously knew one another very well.
"Talk to the front desk," he told her. "They'll call you a cab. I still have some work to do."
"I'm sorry for the trouble. I just wanted to spend some time with you."
He took her hand. "I appreciate that you came all this way just to see me. I'm sorry that I can't take you out to dinner this time." Then he leaned over and kissed her gloved fingers. "I'll make it up to you the next time I go to your place."
Lucy fell back many steps.
Oh…
Was she…
This had to be her, the woman he was matched up with. The matchmaker story was real, and they were close enough for her to be coming to his place of work. Him saying this time meant she must have come to Fairy Tail before, and he had taken her out to eat. Lucy had imagined that Loke just met some random potential match out of family obligation, but nothing more. It seemed he had continued with the matchmaking without mentioning it to her.
All of Lucy's feelings of elation plummeted into despair. She fled back to the elevator, and her finger trembled as she pushed the button to bring the lift back down and sweep her away.
"I know you've got a lot of responsibilities," the other woman said. "Here, you can have this for dinner. I brought it just in case." She held out a chic paper bag containing some food. "I'm sorry for showing up at your office without telling you first."
"You've apologized enough, Aries," he said, almost sounding annoyed. "It was sweet of you to come."
"Good luck with your work."
Meanwhile, Lucy felt like she was suffocating, and she jammed her finger at the elevator button over and over. Finally, the elevator door opened. She had to get out of there. If she didn't … she…
She was about to press the close button when Loke turned around and looked right in her direction. Their eyes met, and her heart felt like stopping. She simply could not press close now, so she silently watched Loke walk away from the woman and enter the elevator.
"Hey," he said casually.
"Hi," Lucy responded breathlessly as the elevator doors shut.
Certainly, he knew that she had seen the whole thing, but he did not speak about it. The elevator carried Lucy up, although her heart felt like it was sinking down.
"Um … I want to talk to you about something."
His face looked severe. "What?" he thudded out.
Lucy flinched. There was a sharpness to his voice, like he was telling her not to ask about the woman she just saw. She had meant the proposal, of course, but the message was clear anyway. That woman belonged to Loke's private life, and he tried to keep his private life separate from his office life. Discussing her here was off limits.
"I have the new proposal for you. I was heading to your office to show you." Her voice faded away, not sure if that last bit sounded like an excuse for why she happened to be there at that unlucky time.
The coldness in his face faded, and his usual business smile was back. "All right, let's take a look."
When they got to Loke's office, Lucy was quick to take out the proposal.
"Here. I put everything I've got into this concept. This is my very best."
"You sound excited," Loke said, amused as he sat at his desk and opened her file. "I'm curious to see what your very best looks like."
Lucy stood in front of his desk, nervous and eager, struggling not to bounce on her toes like a child. He turned the pages, a severe expression on his face as he examined each one with a critical eye. Standing there watching in silence was unbearable. Was something wrong? Was it still missing something? She completely changed direction again, so there was a high chance that she would have to do the whole thing over again, stick to the original idea more.
However, Lucy knew deep in her heart that the message she wanted to convey was right there. It was the best draft she was currently capable of. If he needed more, she honestly was not sure if she could go higher. This was her message now, and she was prepared to fight for the elements that she simply could not give up, even if it was Loke whom she had to fight.
After looking at the papers, Loke looked up at Lucy. The critical expression vanished, and he broke into a proud smile.
"This is what I was waiting for."
Lucy gasped and laughed at the same time. Weeks of work, and finally—finally—she got the praise she had always wanted from Mr. Leo himself.
"The Grand Magic Games as an event is incredible, and so are its competing athletes. But they're not the only ones involved in this. There's always someone who supports them."
Yes! That was exactly what she tried to show with her proposal. The family, friends, and lovers of the athletes. They were not in the news, nor the stars of anything. However, they were there with the athletes every day, watching over them, placing their hopes on them, supporting them no matter the outcome of the Games. This proposal was no longer about how the athletes interacted with their loved ones, but how those average people looked on and viewed from the sidelines. It was barely even about sports or athletes anymore, and focused on television watchers around the globe.
Lucy leaned over Loke's desk in excitement, pointing at key elements of her proposal. "The GMG happens on a stage that's a world away from the rest of us, but the experience isn't only for the people who go to that stage. Average people are watching it, watching their loved one. They also feel the adrenaline rush. They are there to hug those who make it to the top, as well as welcome back the ones who don't win metals. Friends, family, significant others, and entire villages can all watch as if they're also there, if only in spirit. Youths can dream; the elderly can feel young. Parents watching from home far away, children watching from a classroom television set, coworkers gathered around an office monitor, a soldier watching in his barracks to see his sister participate, elderly people sitting in hospitals, unable to attend personally, one reminiscing about when they won a GMG metal decades ago, the medallion now clutched in wrinkled hands but eyes still bright with memories. Everyone can feel like they're a part of the Grand Magic Games. Everyone can urge that athlete on, even if just through the television. Friendship, love, camaraderie … they are powerful forces, and the more friends—or even strangers who just feel like I want that person to win—the more everyone cheers on, the stronger that 'Power of Friendship' grows."
Loke nodded as he saw the concept written and drawn out across many pages. "Yeah, I like where you went with this. It really strikes a chord with people who might think they have nothing to do with the GMG, and it sucks them in. You hit many triggering emotional themes, too. It leaves a deep and lasting impression. This is great, Lucy."
She blushed when she saw his smile. "Really?"
"Yep! We can make a great campaign with this." He straightened up the pages and tapped them on his desk. "Proposal accepted! Good work."
Lucy felt the tension leave her shoulders. "Th-thank you."
Accepted! And Loke said "This is what I was waiting for." She rose all the way up to his highest expectations. She did it! She was glad she worked so hard on this, and relieved that it was over.
Loke tilted his head to the side and smiled at her. "Would you like to open that bottle of brandy to celebrate?"
"The brandy?" That was right, Loke had a special brandy bottle at his apartment. He had said he would open it when he had something to celebrate. "I thought you were saving it for a special occasion."
"We have the concept for a presentation that could win the GMG account. This really could win it, too," he said, slapping the papers on his desk. "I'd say that's special enough."
Lucy blushed. 'This could win it? Did Mr. Leo really say that about my work? Oh God, I'm so happy.'
Loke now gave her the sexy smile Lucy only saw when they were in bed. "Tonight … after this … what do you say?"
Lucy's heart thumped wildly, jumping between self-possession and carnal desire. "T-tonight? I thought you said you had more work to do." The words barely squeaking out of her tight throat.
Loke pouted slightly. "Oh, right. Downstairs." He thought for a moment, then held Lucy's proposal up in the air and grinned. "We have this. Our work for the day is done."
"What?"
"I just checked a proposal that's bound with the agency's future. That's the most important work I could do."
"But—"
When he was talking to that woman, he did not know she would bring him the proposal. Which meant, when he told Aries he still had work to do… Was he lying? He lied so that he could avoid spending time with her, and now he was giving that time to Lucy.
Although the complicated relationship with a matchmaker partner confused her, there was one thing Lucy was sure about; she wanted to be with Loke.
She was also pretty sure that dainty woman did not know this side of him. The tease. The tomcat. Why people at work nicknamed him the Lion. Maybe, the same went for the heat of his body in bed, the brandy in his apartment, things Lucy knew that Aries did not. She felt superior, possessive, sordid feelings she had never felt before. She knew she could not stop this, not after what she started with that second night.
Loke waited silently until Lucy raised her eyes, the gleam of desire in them, and nodded yes.
She wanted it.
She wanted him.
And he wanted her.
They would both do what they wanted to do, and without regrets.
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