Yes. A new story! This time for a movie. Well, here's the pilot anyway. This story is going to get very crazy and/or fluffy so if you like fluff and unexpected turnouts you'll like this. Also there will be an OC. Possibly more than one, the main pairing with still be JarethxSarah mmmm...k. And be warned there is a alot of anime allusions so just deal, k. I should be studying for midterms or you know, sleeping but I don't feel like it and I've wanted to start this for a looooooong time. Plz enjoy and review if you like.

Jareth sighed as he watched all of the happy goblins around him rejoyce. It wasn't fair that they got to enjoy themselves while his teenage years were wasted ruling a kingdom. And all for what? The girl he so desperately loved to reject him? There was no hope of him getting an heir considering that there was only one girl he wanted to be with and she was enjoying a normal life back in her own realm. He could watch her and protect her but she'd find out and get mad. Then she'd find a way to block him. Since he couldn't even speak to her there was no way that he'd ever win her heart.

"Excuse me, sire" One of the goblins said, bowing low. "Your father would like an audience with you."

"Very well" Jareth replied, rising from his chair. His feet seemed to move of their own accord as Jareth's mind wandered back to thoughts of the girl he loved. Sarah. Her warm eyes and chocolate colored hair sweeping around her face filled his heart with such a bittersweet feeling that it made him want to cry with both joy and sadness. The goblin swept open doors that seemed too large for him and gestured for Jareth to enter. The grand throne room was not filled with goblins as Jareth's was. It was decked in colors of bright reds, royal blues, and shades of gold and silver. On a larger throne that clearly belonged to the king sat a tall goblin with long blonde hair twinged with enough gray to be distinguished without looking old and wearing a purple patterned shirt, black tights, boots, and a midnight blue cape. His eyes were icy blue, cold and narrow but they softened on Jareth. "Father." Jareth said bowing.

"Oh, stand up son, I have to talk to you and you know how much I despise not looking people in the eye when I talk to them" Jareth's father said waving his hand dissmissively. Jareth rose. "Now son, I don't know how many times I've told you you should start looking for an heir-"

"Father, if I've said it once I've said it a thousand times, there is only one girl I would have and I can't have her. So forget about having another heir" Jareth said. Honestly, do parents ever listen to their children?

"Ah, but you see I've found a solution to that problem." Thie king said poiting a finger in the air. Jareth wasn't liking where this was going... "The girl-"

"Sarah."

"Right, Sarah. She attends high school?"

"I suppose so."

"You can glamour yourself over?"

"Yes. But I don't see why-" Jareth didn't need to finish the thought. He already knew what his father was proposing. It could work. But if she recognized him, that would be bad. He'd have to tell her eventually. And it meant he could see her again. Jareth's father's smile spread as he saw his son catch onto his plan.

"Start packing. You start high school tomorrow."

It's short but the story will turn out to be longer. Please review and I'll give you a virtual cookie!