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Chapter 4
Opportunity of a Lifetime
Lucy barely slept. As morning came, she rode the train to work like usual and checked her email on the way. Jason had sent her a strange, brief message. "Good luck today." He was not known for random inspiring notes. Maybe something good was coming up. Hopefully nothing like a surprise performance review. God, she hated those!
When she arrived at Fairy Tail, she realized she needed to speak with Loke right away, before this ate at her and lowered her performance at work. She had to get the truth. She did not want to be rude and immediately accuse him of being the one at fault. Maybe he had also been drunk, and maybe she had been the one to come onto him. He seemed to remember it, though, while she had only vague flashes of what happened. She could not place blame on anyone yet.
She decided with firmness, she would have to say, 'Sorry, but can you tell me what happened last night?' It was humiliating to admit that she got so drunk she had no memory, but she could not keep on with this torturous ignorance.
She arrived at the top floor and walked to where the directors had their offices. All she had to do was look for the Creative Department. There, she saw a woman with long, blond hair singing softly to herself. Her name plaque showed she was called Lyra. She stopped her song and looked up as Lucy approached.
"Ah, Mr. Leo is expecting you. Go right on in."
Expecting her? Of course, he must have told his secretary that she was coming. She walked past the secretary, who continued to sing where she had left off. The door ahead loomed like a majestic gate. Well, not really, it was a plain wooden door stained dark, but it seemed that way to Lucy as her heart raced and her throat went dry. She gulped, fisted up a hand, mentally fortified herself, and finally knocked.
"It's Lucy Heartfilia," she called in boldly to cover over her nerves.
She heard no response, but maybe the door was thick, or maybe he was on the phone. She decided it was best to just walk right in. It was her first time entering a director's office. The walls and ceiling were all as dark as night. One whole wall was a window overlooking the city. To the side was a lighted display case of the awards Loke had personally won. There was his desk with three computer screens arranged for him, and a sitting area with a couch and leather chairs around a low table.
Rather than Loke, Lucy saw other people had gathered, already sitting around the coffee table and partaking of some tea set out on a silver tray. Lucy was stunned to see Natsu, Gray, and Freed.
Natsu bolted up from his seat and ran over to her. "Lucy, what are you doing here?"
"I'd ask you the same thing," she said, stunned right out of her nervousness.
Freed set his teacup down with refinement. "Mr. Leo asked us to come here."
Gray eyed her up and down with a pinch to his brow. "Aren't you a bit new to Fairy Tail?"
"Um … I … I've been here three years."
"Only three?" Gray looked unimpressed. "So, did Mr. Leo call you in, too?"
Lucy could not decide if saying yes was a good or bad move. These three were definitely here for work, whereas she had come to discuss a private matter. Obviously, her timing was bad. Loke said to come to his office, but never when. She should have texted him back to ask rather than just barging in. He was a busy man, after all, so he probably had meetings all day. Lyra had said she was expected, but maybe she was a bit flighty and had forgotten about this meeting. Maybe Loke himself had not mentioned that the meeting with Lucy was a personal issue unrelated to anything else.
She began to back up a step, figuring she could come up with some sort of excuse and try again later. Just as she opened her mouth to mutter some lame reason to leave, the door behind her opened and Loke spoke over her.
"Come on in, Ms. Heartfilia."
She felt like her stomach leaped straight up to her throat at his voice. She could hardly say no to his command, so she walked in and took a seat. Freed immediately poured her a cup of tea, but she only pretended to sip and sat it back down, fearing she might slosh the tea out with her shaking hands.
Loke sat at the head of the candid gathering, but his eyes rested on her. "Sorry for calling you in here out of nowhere. Listen…"
Lucy inhaled and stiffened. Was he going to talk about that night, right here, in front of everyone?
"I'm putting all of you on a team to develop a very special commercial."
Lucy felt like he had slipped into another language. "What?" A commercial? Was he actually talking about work? Maybe she wasn't part of this conversation at all. Gray was right; compared to the rest of them, she had not been working in Fairy Tail for very long.
"Obviously, it's not just for any client. Our goal is to win the account for the Grand Magic Games."
Lucy felt floored. "A commercial for the GMG?"
In a little under a year, Fiore would be hosting the Grand Magic Games, a worldwide sporting event with roots going deep into the mythical past of their world. The kingdom had been abuzz about this ever since Fiore was picked as the next host nation, and they had been preparing for years. They already had a massive stadium to host the games built in the capital city of Crocus.
Loke looked out at all of them, although his eyes stopped again at Lucy. However, the expression was one she was used to seeing, that of Loke Leo, Creative Director of Fairy Tail Advertising Agency. He truly was including her into this exclusive, handpicked team.
"I've already spoken with each of your direct superiors about your abilities and requested to have you on the team. Of course, they've already given the okay."
She recalled the email from earlier. Jason merely said, "Good luck today." This must have been why.
'I'm going to work on a commercial for the GMG. Me!'
Loke continued, "The Fiore GMG Committee is hosting a competition for this rare TV spot, and our rival, Sabertooth, is already moving on this."
Natsu sneered. "Sabertooth is?" Lucy knew he had a personal rivalry with certain members of Fiore's number one ad agency.
"Yes," Loke said, all business. "Everyone knows that Sabertooth handles the promotion for Crocus' big events, but the GMG Committee has sent word to all the agencies that they want to run a commercial before the Games."
Freed spoke the rest as if he was in on this. "As Mr. Leo said, they're holding a competition to win the privilege, and we're one of the participants."
Lucy was stunned by this news, but by his expression she guessed that Freed from Account Planning already knew the story. That made sense, given his job. He would first have to lay the groundwork to see if the creative teams even had a chance and could work within whatever budget the GMG Committee was offering. If Account Planning decided the budget was too low, they would not even bother gathering a team of creators.
"I'll be completely upfront," Loke said. "This is going to take months of work. You may be required to work overtime, even come in on weekends as we really get rolling with this. If any of you specifically do not want to work on this account, let me know now." Loke gazed across each face, but Lucy knew that any of them would be insane to turn down a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity like this. "Very good. I don't have all of the information yet, but I'll email you details as they come in. From now on, we'll have weekly meetings on Tuesdays at three o'clock. Make sure you set aside that time."
It seemed like the meeting was about to be dismissed, so Lucy piped up, "Um…"
What could she say, though? Why her? Obviously, because Loke saw something in her. Planning for this must have taken weeks, long before that night. Asking if there was something else he wanted to talk about was completely out of the question. They obviously could not talk about that night until they were alone.
So she tried to sound energetic as she declared, "I'll do my best."
Loke smiled brilliantly at her. "Excellent. I expect good things from you in the near future."
Wait, that could be taken a few different ways!
"That'll be all," Loke said, and he stood first.
Natsu, Freed, and Gray finished their tea, bowed or shook hands, and left.
"I'm on it," Freed assured curtly.
Gray looked excited. "The GMG! Never thought we'd get a chance to fight for that."
Natsu also looked enthusiastic. "I'm all fired up! I've never tried my hand at anything like this."
One by one, the colleagues filed out, but Lucy could not even stand up from her seat on the plush couch. Loke smiled down at her.
"Did you have a question for me, Ms. Heartfilia?"
"N-no, sir," she muttered, staring at the untouched teacup. His collected smile, one he gave to the people who greeted him in the morning, told her all she needed to know. This was work, and it was not the place for that sort of discussion.
'So, this really was the reason he asked me to come here. Not for an office romance, but to put me on a team.'
She stood up in a rush, gave a brief bow, and left the office. Loke sighed as he watched her go, walked over to the table, picked up her teacup, and drank the tea she had not touched. He walked over to his window, stared out over the city, and ran a hand through his orange hair as he let out a deep sigh.
Lyra walked in. "You're ten o'clock meeting is here, sir."
"Send them up," he told her. Once he was alone, he cursed softly. "Damn, she's hot."
Back at her department, Lucy had barely sat in her chair when the phone rang. It was a number she had saved in her phone for work purposes, although she never thought she would actually see it come up on her screen. It was Loke's office. Startled, she answered it right away.
"Lucy Heartfilia, Creative Department, speaking."
"Tonight. 8 o'clock. Same bar. Text me if you can't make it."
Lucy's mouth dropped, and a stunned, "O-Okay," eked out.
He hung up without another word, leaving Lucy sitting there, staring straight ahead in numbed shock.
Of course he could not talk about it at work, and of course he could not ask her out in a better manner on a company phone. That was probably why he wanted to see her again.
'8 o'clock. Same bar. 8 o'clock. Same bar.'
She repeated the words, as if she might wake up from a dream if she stopped. She struggled to focus on work for the rest of that day.
'8 o'clock. Same bar. Oh God, what am I getting myself into?'
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