By Kaline Reine
Chapter 1:
WARNING: This contains extremely sexual scenes. It is a Jareth/Sarah lemon fic, but there is some romance involved too. The lemon is just not worth it if you don't have a good story leading up to it.
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Part 1:
The girl made her way down the halls of her High School, with a sad but still hopeful smile plastered to her face. She was a freshman this year, and a straight-A student. The brunette's pace was deliberately slow, if not a bit pitiful. Yet, there was still hope in her eyes every time one of the boys, any boy, would look in her direction.
Today was Valentine's Day, and that was always a bad day for Sarah Williams. Even though she knew she was not seriously interested in any of the boys at her school, it still would have been nice if just one of them was interested in her. So much for her pride... Sarah watched as each one of the "couples" locked lips in the hallway, or near the lockers, and she hated them for it. She quickened her pace, as she approached the exit, and passed into the sunlight with a deflated ego.
When she arrived home, her stepmother was waiting for her, as usual. Sarah tried to slip past her curious glare, but was blocked by Toby, who had toddled his way over to her, wanting to be picked up.
"Come here, little guy," She said in her best "big sister" voice.
When he smiled, and cooed back at her, her stepmother just smiled. "How was your day at school? Did you get anything special for Valentine's Day?" The snide blonde woman asked, in a bored tone.
'It's not like you care, anyway,' Sarah thought. "No, but that's okay. I'm not bothered by it."
Toby squirmed away from her, acting like he wanted down. Sarah placed him back on the carpet, only for him to walk back the few step required to make it back to the couch.
"Well, aren't you even interested in the least?"
"Not really. And I've got lots of homework to do, anyway."
She really didn't want to have to explain to her stepmother about her true feelings. She had always kept them locked away, lost somewhere deep inside her, and that is where they would stay. As luck would have it, Toby toppled over, and began wailing loudly for someone to comfort him. He had just started really walking about a month ago, and was not an expert at it yet.
When his mother rushedover to help him get back up, Sarah took the oppurtunity to head upstairs to her room, where she closed the door quickly. She knew her stepmother would take the hint that she did not want to be bothered anymore. She just wanted to get lost in her own little world, and forget that Valentine's Day ever existed!
Feeling glum and depressed, she pressed her back against the large white door, and slowly allowed herself to slide down it, as if she were letting herself slip into the pits of despair. Before the girl knew it, she was sobbing helplessly into her hands, thinking what a fool she'd been.
For a brief moment, she wished Jareth was there with her. But then, she realized what a fool she'd been for even allowing herself to think, even for the slightest moment, that he was real!
'Get a grip, Sarah,' She mentally slapped herself. 'He's just some tired old glam rocker stereotype you made up to cheer yourself up.' And she knew she was right. Surely he was just an ideal. No one could ever really be that perfect anyway.
Eventually, Sarah got to her feet, and prepared to allow herself the luxury of sitting on her bed to cry, instead of the hard floor. But that changed when she reached her bed. There, atop the plain white and overly used sheets, sat a bouquet of black roses. She had assumed there would be a dozen, but upon counting them, she noticed there were thirteen of them. Who would leave her thirteen black roses?! She wondered if her stepmother knew about it, because she had asked her if she'd gotten anything. Maybe it was all a plan just to give her some kind of false hope.
In spite of herself, the girl could not resist bringing the soft, velvet black petals to her nose, and inhaling their scent. It was heavenly! Sarah began to feel very sleepy, even though a few minutes ago she was just fine. And then, she was dreaming...
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Disclaimer: I do not own Jareth, Sarah, or anything recognixable from Labyrinth. If I did, I would not be writing fanfiction, I would be making millions with a sequel to the movie. Thank you all for reading!
A/N: I was going to do a oneshot, I swear I really was, but... I CAN'T! So this will probably be around 4 or 5 chapters, like A Crystal Christmas. Don't you just love a good Kaline Reine holiday fic? Lol. This is not the best beginning, and I'm sorry to leave you hanging like this, but... I promise, it gets better. And I did not follow the old cliche of naming her stepmother "Karen" either. She isn't "Karen" in the movie, why should she be in my fic? Anyway, I hope you enjoy my Valentine's Day fanfiction for Labyrinth. As always, please R&R! Whether you love it, hate it, or etc... I want to hear about it! Or rather, read about it... I, for one, LOVE the thirteen black roses idea. That was the best part of this fic. Well, okay, so maybe some of you will disagree, once I get more chapters posted. I will probably not post the very last chapter until Valentine's Day, or maybe the day rigtht before it. Enjoy! -Kaline Reine
