I wanted to do something romantic, but something more along the lines of Jareth's love/obsession and Sarah's stubborness to get to Toby...and after watching the movie the millionth time and watching a particular scene in the ball room (when that woman appears to be murmuring to Jareth), I got this idea.
Oh, he had outdone himself this time.
Jareth was grinning to himself as he watched Sarah descend amongst the crowd of his Fae guests, of whom were either related to him or had become his friends along the way. When one lived for such a long time, it was hard not to make any acquaintances.
The ballroom was spectacular. Never had he thought his crystal magic could perform such beauty, but here it was as evidence before his eyes. Even so, it didn't compare to that of Sarah. Ever since she was born, he had known she would be his love. How unfortunate it was for him to gaze on as she grew up. She was loved, but yet very lonely. Sarah adored her mother, yet said mother was always away performing one of her roles in a play. And then her father…well, since her mother and him had broken apart and he found Karen, he had become completely enraptured in this new woman in his life.
It had torn his heart to see Sarah's own broken one as her father turned away from her. Instead she had buried herself in a fantasy life, one that he couldn't help but add his little touches too. As a little girl, he had found ways to make her smile. He'd leave a present for her, or some times appear to her as a friend in school, who for some reason would always disappear for no reason.
And now here she was, young yet so beautiful. It was the lovely part of being able to live forever. You could see the beauty one so young would grow to be. Not only that, but he knew she was special. No, not in the magical sense. But in herself. She was so strong, so special and still she didn't see it.
Sighing, he swept through the crowd, several of them distracting Sarah and others talking to him. They all knew who she was. She was only the girl he had spent the past fifteen years fawning over, waiting for the right time. And still, as he drifted through the people, he knew that they were testing her. Trying to see if she indeed was lovely for him. After all, most Fae's were wary of who was introduced into their world. Especially if it was a mortal.
Unable to stop himself, he found himself hiding from her. Merely to test her himself, to see if she reacted. If she truly wanted to be near him. And as he disappeared behind a crowd of women, he noticed that her eyes were searching for his. Whether it was for the pure chance of seeing something familiar or maybe she found herself seeking him through her heart, he didn't know. All he did know what that it was killing him to force himself away from her, and still he kept his distance.
As Sarah wandered back to the main floor, Jareth smiled as he notice the way the light seemed to shine directly on her before he headed down the stairs after her. It was now or never, and all he could hope was that she would give him some sort of sign. That she too knew he was all she needed. Just like he felt of her.
On his way down, Queen Fae of the entire realm, Lendwan stopped him, a smile on her face before she whispered in his ear.
"She's lovely, Jareth," came her soft words and he sent her a grateful smile, completing his decent where he was then standing amidst a crowd of more Faes.
And then she was there. She seemed to gaze longingly in his eyes, and it made his heart thud. Oh, not only was she beautiful. She was Sarah…lovely, and her own person. So stubborn, yet that was what he loved so much about her. And when he thought he could no longer just stand there, he stepped forward, taking her hand in his.
And they danced.
Oh, how they danced. She felt just perfect to him, and he wanted nothing more than to hold her and shelter her from the world. Not that she needed it, however. Which was another aspect he loved. Her strength to protect herself.
Slowly he murmured the words of truth, his promises to he. He would give her anything, and the sky was no limit. If she asked for the universe to dance around her, he would do that.
By now everyone was watching them, each gazing knowingly amongst the two. They all loved her, and knew she was perfect just as Jareth did. Now that he had convinced them, nothing could stop him from being with her. The Faes, after all, were the hardest to give such approval. And now that he had their word, he was free to love Sarah.
Until, however, he noticed a change in her. No longer was she dancing mindlessly, staring at him. Instead, she was looking around her, as if in confusion and sudden recognition.
And Jareth's heart tore as she pulled away from him. So shocked as he was, he didn't even comprehend the thought of chasing after her. She had rejected him. While the situation should be one of embarrassment with every royal in the realm present, he couldn't think one thought of mortification. Instead he stared blankly after her. How could this happen? He loved her so much, and she pulled away. Perhaps she didn't love him…or maybe she was just that determined to regain her brother.
As he stood rooted to the spot, he watched as the Faes all pleaded with her to stay, each reaching out for her. She paid them no mind as she picked up a chair, intent only on getting out of the illusion.
And as the mirror was destroyed, Jareth felt his own world shatter around him.
Well, there's my rather short one shot. I didn't want to type out everything that happened in the movie along with it because quite frankly, it bores me. If you're reading this you've most likely watched the movie so why recap it all? It's the best scene. Tell me what you think, please. R/R!
