Heartcrash
Chapter One:Daring to Dream
Disclaimer:I in NO way own any of the Labyrinth stuff,though I'd love to own the Goblin King.:grins:^_^ So,don't sue me!^_^ A/N:This is JUST A FANFICTION,people. Oh,and to all of you who favor a Sarah/Jareth romance, I decided that she would have been with him, and died early in life to make this fic possible,and of course,to make Jareth more bitter and somewhat distrustful of love,and to give him a good reason to be looking for a distraction.Oh,and at first, this fic IS a bit anghsty...^_^ Personally,I figure she scorned him and refused him quite bluntly, and the Fae aren't noted for repeating offers twice.^_^ Oh,yes,and this could get just *slightly* fluffy later,sooo...^_^If you don't like it,don't read it, but please only flame with CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, after all, rude comments and spiteful remarks only reflect back on you.^_^
Jareth sat on the windowsill, staring into the golden-lit Goblin City below him, looking as far as he could with just his eyes. He turned, and sighed moodily. His goblins had learned not to disturb him when he was like this. It had been...ten human years since Sarah had become his Bride...and only five since she had died at the far-too-young age of twenty-five. Tears, very small and once uncommon to the Goblin King, formed in his pale eyes. Nearly snarling, he brushed them away. He would not be like this. He had lost lovers before, after all...human ones especially came and went. Why did he feel so much remorse, so much pain? Pain should not be something he felt. He cursed softly under his breath. SHE had done this to him. And she had never even given him an heir. She was gone, as fleetingly in his life as others of her kind. Had he expected her to be different? She had become ill, like so many humans were apt to do, and she had died, for Jareth had been unable to heal her. Unable to do anything. Was that why he was so upset? Jareth decided he needed a distraction-anything. He picked up one of his crystals, and spun it slightly in front of his face, out of sheer habit. Looking deep into it, he sensed something that made his eyes widen.
In a small town in California, a girl woke up to the sound of an alarm clock set at 6:00 AM. She leaped out of bed and hurriedly brushed her waist-length, slightly auburn hair. She grinned when she noticed that the blonde streaks of summer were already beginning to form in the hair close to her temple. She had no bangs, and her hair was easily pulled back into a ponytail. As quickly as she could, she started getting dressed. Blue-jean Capri's, blue tank top, sandals...there,she was done. She grabbed her huge red bookbag and her artist's notebook and ran out the door, turning off her light as she went.
Jareth watched the girl. Something about her...was odd. She didn't seem...completely...human. What was it? She reminded him, in little ways, of Sarah. Her long hair without bangs was mostly dark, with a natural reddish undertone and sun-streaks...Her eyes were big and darkly lashed. Her lips full and slightly colored by lipstick. She was young, but still...something about her was most definitely NOT human. He wondered if she knew...
Later, in Algebra One...
"Raina! If you WOULD, please...Pay attention to the board!"
Raina sighed. She was making an A in this class, why pay too much attention? It might be her downfall. Still, she carefully put away her sketches of the Fae, and looked obediently at the erasable board, wishing she were anywhere except High School that morning. Her teacher turned her attention away again, and began explaining how 3x added 4 equaled 3x+4 and 3x multiplied by 4 equaled 12x. Raina sighed. She knew all of this already,though she wasn't sure why,or when she'd learned it. She carefully sneaked her notebook open again and began sketching a tall, slim Fae figure...with a shock of wild hair, sharp features, and a smirk.
Jareth's mouth nearly hang open in surprise. Quickly, he shut it again, and narrowed his eyes at the scene portrayed in his crystal. She was drawing...him? But she had never seen him, never met him. And most human-kind did not know what he looked like. How could she draw him? And so very detailed...But...perhaps it was her imagination bringing out a character much like him...yes, that must be it. The half-smile returned to his face, and he continued to watch...
Raina grinned as she entered her Accelerated English class. She always liked this class. It was fun and unpredictable, plus, she could get her teacher involved in huge video game conversations that were always enjoyable. She sat down in her seat and pulled out some of her drawings. Several people nearby looked over at her drawings. The boy behind her laughed and said they looked like aliens. She began arguing with him.
Jareth felt an odd sort of anger rise. Was he...protective? Jealous...? No, he couldn't be. He put a hand to his forehead and sighed. What was happening to him? He couldn't let another slip of a girl steal his heart away so easily. Never again. Coldly, he continued to stare into the crystal.
As she reached third period, Raina sighed. Art. Visual Arts 1, to be exact. The class taught her nothing that 7 years of her own self-training had forgotten. She already knew shading techniques, and she was making over 100% in the class. Although it wasn't the first time in her life to do so, she wished to be anywhere but where she was...she wished that one of the Fae would take her away...far, far away.
Jareth's mind had noticed something...Those eyes...the reddish tint in her hair when the sun hit it...she reminded him of someone...A Fae? What Fae had had a liaison with a human that resulted in a girl-child?...not too long ago, as Fae time ran...'Hmmmm,' He thought to himself.
Raina walked to her fourth period class, Intro to Computers, sighing. This class was easy too, she practically LIVED on her computer at home. Why were students subjected to such a pointless class, anyway? Most of them KNEW their way around the computer like they knew the back of their hand. It was easy. She sighed and realized that the blond-ish sunstreaks in her hair were falling out of the ponytail into her eyes. Sighing, she pushed them back off her forehead...and they fell again. She gave up on straightening her hair and walked into the classroom.
Jareth gasped, light of understanding in his eyes. 'I KNOW who she is, now! Tythin had a daughter who was red-haired, green-eyed, always pushed hair away from her eyes...name was...what was it? Littia? I think so...Pretty little thing. Had a rather scandalous relationship with a human lad not too long ago...maybe sixteen years? Something like that. When she came back a human-year later, she was so changed no one knew it was her...she was quiet. Married some Fae Lord and hasn't been heard of since...Mmm, now I know why. It would have been even more of a scandal to hear that she'd birthed a halfling baby out of wedlock, the daughter of a Fae Lady and all...' He peered more intently at the girl, and suddenly he could see the Fae in her...in little ways, little things. And some not-so-little. Like her eyes...and a few other attributes. A slight smirk came to his face. He whispered, half to himself and half to the crystal, in a musing tone. "Yes, I think I'll bring you into our world...'take you away, far, far away' just like you wish. I wonder if you really know what you want..." He grinned slyly. 'Mustn't bring her in yet...people will be suspicious. I'll have to wait until she's sleeping. Then I can send her a dream. A dream that she will become so entranced with that she'll never want to leave. Then, I shall end it right before the best part. She'll wake up...and I'll be at the window. Come to take her far, far away,just as she wishes...Yes, she will be an easy catch, very easy to convince...' Something in the back of his mind whispered,'Ah, but she might be more difficult than you imagine...and isn't it YOU who is the 'easy catch'?' "Bah." He whispered softly to himself, whereupon that little part of him broke into laughter.
As she stepped off the bus, Raina got the oddest feeling. Like something...or someONE...was waiting. Just...waiting. For what, she couldn't tell. Sighing and shrugging away the feeling, she stepped into the house...
Hours passed quickly. The clock on the wall said 10:00 PM. Raina sighed, turned her TV off, changed into her nightgown, brushed her teeth, and climbed into bed. The light had already been off, she preferred dark to daylight anyway. She felt a sudden desire to instantly fall asleep, and before her mind could protest, she found herself in a dream world...
Raina looked around. Where was she? Nowhere she'd ever seen. Something compelled her to turn around. She did, but very slowly, carefully. Nothing is as it seems in dreams, after all. She looked up and her eyes widened. Sitting atop a large, dark-colored stone throne was the Fae she had been drawing earlier. A tall, slim man, with a shock of blond hair and pale eyes, dressed in a black leather shirt, cut open to reveal his chest, gray tights, and high black boots. His face was handsome, if sharply angled, with well-defined features. She stared, then opened her mouth to speak.
Jareth nearly laughed. Yes, he must seem an impressive figure to this girl. A smirk came to his lips. He appeared right in front of her face before she could say a word. Putting one long finger on her lips, he whispered. "Shhh." Her eyes widened, and he smiled, showing slightly pointed teeth. Suddenly, music began, out of nowhere, yet everywhere, it seemed. A waltz-like melody...He bowed, and, without asking, swept her into a dance.
Raina couldn't believe her own mind. Was this real? Was it a dream? She couldn't tell, and hardly cared anymore. She danced with the Fae for what seemed like hours before she dared herself to speak. "Who are you?"
Jareth DID laugh this time. In soft, almost seductive tones, he replied. "I am the Goblin King. And you are Raina..." He leaned closer, staring deep into her emerald eyes. He licked his lips slightly.
She nearly faltered and turned a faint tinge of pink. Was it just her imagination, or was he looking at her...hungrily? She felt like grinning and shuddering at the thought, though why she'd do both she couldn't imagine. She wanted to lean forward, too, but was almost afraid of the look in his eyes.
Jareth frowned slightly. She should have leaned in by now. He planned on having her lean in, and just as their lips were about to meet, to end the dream. He didn't realize that he'd not been noticing her actions until it was too late.
Raina leaned forward suddenly, and felt her lips meet his. Hers were warm, full of life, and his were oddly cooler. But they warmed quickly...too quickly, perhaps, for Raina. She felt like holding the kiss, but something tried to pull away.
Jareth's eyes widened. He felt his heartrate speed up, blood pulsing through his veins. Now he longed not to end the dream, but his mind whispered.'If you don't end this dream now, you will be more lost than she. And you wanted to seduce HER, not for her to innocently seduce you with one kiss, wasn't that so?' He knew his mind was right...And reluctantly, he pulled away and, still gazing into her eyes, ended the dream.
He was back in his castle immediately, sweat beginning to form, eyes wide, and blood pounding in his ears...and everywhere else. 'What is this feeling? Lust I understand...But...that was more than lust. If I had stayed in that dream I crafted for her...what would have happened? Would I...would I have become lost? And worse...would I have LIKED being lost?' He fell back onto his bed, and stared at the ceiling until he fell into a troubled sleep-the sleep of a Fae who has denied himself something that he may just miss...
To Be Continued...^_^ Next, Chapter Two:Where Hearts do Fall...
Chapter One:Daring to Dream
Disclaimer:I in NO way own any of the Labyrinth stuff,though I'd love to own the Goblin King.:grins:^_^ So,don't sue me!^_^ A/N:This is JUST A FANFICTION,people. Oh,and to all of you who favor a Sarah/Jareth romance, I decided that she would have been with him, and died early in life to make this fic possible,and of course,to make Jareth more bitter and somewhat distrustful of love,and to give him a good reason to be looking for a distraction.Oh,and at first, this fic IS a bit anghsty...^_^ Personally,I figure she scorned him and refused him quite bluntly, and the Fae aren't noted for repeating offers twice.^_^ Oh,yes,and this could get just *slightly* fluffy later,sooo...^_^If you don't like it,don't read it, but please only flame with CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, after all, rude comments and spiteful remarks only reflect back on you.^_^
Jareth sat on the windowsill, staring into the golden-lit Goblin City below him, looking as far as he could with just his eyes. He turned, and sighed moodily. His goblins had learned not to disturb him when he was like this. It had been...ten human years since Sarah had become his Bride...and only five since she had died at the far-too-young age of twenty-five. Tears, very small and once uncommon to the Goblin King, formed in his pale eyes. Nearly snarling, he brushed them away. He would not be like this. He had lost lovers before, after all...human ones especially came and went. Why did he feel so much remorse, so much pain? Pain should not be something he felt. He cursed softly under his breath. SHE had done this to him. And she had never even given him an heir. She was gone, as fleetingly in his life as others of her kind. Had he expected her to be different? She had become ill, like so many humans were apt to do, and she had died, for Jareth had been unable to heal her. Unable to do anything. Was that why he was so upset? Jareth decided he needed a distraction-anything. He picked up one of his crystals, and spun it slightly in front of his face, out of sheer habit. Looking deep into it, he sensed something that made his eyes widen.
In a small town in California, a girl woke up to the sound of an alarm clock set at 6:00 AM. She leaped out of bed and hurriedly brushed her waist-length, slightly auburn hair. She grinned when she noticed that the blonde streaks of summer were already beginning to form in the hair close to her temple. She had no bangs, and her hair was easily pulled back into a ponytail. As quickly as she could, she started getting dressed. Blue-jean Capri's, blue tank top, sandals...there,she was done. She grabbed her huge red bookbag and her artist's notebook and ran out the door, turning off her light as she went.
Jareth watched the girl. Something about her...was odd. She didn't seem...completely...human. What was it? She reminded him, in little ways, of Sarah. Her long hair without bangs was mostly dark, with a natural reddish undertone and sun-streaks...Her eyes were big and darkly lashed. Her lips full and slightly colored by lipstick. She was young, but still...something about her was most definitely NOT human. He wondered if she knew...
Later, in Algebra One...
"Raina! If you WOULD, please...Pay attention to the board!"
Raina sighed. She was making an A in this class, why pay too much attention? It might be her downfall. Still, she carefully put away her sketches of the Fae, and looked obediently at the erasable board, wishing she were anywhere except High School that morning. Her teacher turned her attention away again, and began explaining how 3x added 4 equaled 3x+4 and 3x multiplied by 4 equaled 12x. Raina sighed. She knew all of this already,though she wasn't sure why,or when she'd learned it. She carefully sneaked her notebook open again and began sketching a tall, slim Fae figure...with a shock of wild hair, sharp features, and a smirk.
Jareth's mouth nearly hang open in surprise. Quickly, he shut it again, and narrowed his eyes at the scene portrayed in his crystal. She was drawing...him? But she had never seen him, never met him. And most human-kind did not know what he looked like. How could she draw him? And so very detailed...But...perhaps it was her imagination bringing out a character much like him...yes, that must be it. The half-smile returned to his face, and he continued to watch...
Raina grinned as she entered her Accelerated English class. She always liked this class. It was fun and unpredictable, plus, she could get her teacher involved in huge video game conversations that were always enjoyable. She sat down in her seat and pulled out some of her drawings. Several people nearby looked over at her drawings. The boy behind her laughed and said they looked like aliens. She began arguing with him.
Jareth felt an odd sort of anger rise. Was he...protective? Jealous...? No, he couldn't be. He put a hand to his forehead and sighed. What was happening to him? He couldn't let another slip of a girl steal his heart away so easily. Never again. Coldly, he continued to stare into the crystal.
As she reached third period, Raina sighed. Art. Visual Arts 1, to be exact. The class taught her nothing that 7 years of her own self-training had forgotten. She already knew shading techniques, and she was making over 100% in the class. Although it wasn't the first time in her life to do so, she wished to be anywhere but where she was...she wished that one of the Fae would take her away...far, far away.
Jareth's mind had noticed something...Those eyes...the reddish tint in her hair when the sun hit it...she reminded him of someone...A Fae? What Fae had had a liaison with a human that resulted in a girl-child?...not too long ago, as Fae time ran...'Hmmmm,' He thought to himself.
Raina walked to her fourth period class, Intro to Computers, sighing. This class was easy too, she practically LIVED on her computer at home. Why were students subjected to such a pointless class, anyway? Most of them KNEW their way around the computer like they knew the back of their hand. It was easy. She sighed and realized that the blond-ish sunstreaks in her hair were falling out of the ponytail into her eyes. Sighing, she pushed them back off her forehead...and they fell again. She gave up on straightening her hair and walked into the classroom.
Jareth gasped, light of understanding in his eyes. 'I KNOW who she is, now! Tythin had a daughter who was red-haired, green-eyed, always pushed hair away from her eyes...name was...what was it? Littia? I think so...Pretty little thing. Had a rather scandalous relationship with a human lad not too long ago...maybe sixteen years? Something like that. When she came back a human-year later, she was so changed no one knew it was her...she was quiet. Married some Fae Lord and hasn't been heard of since...Mmm, now I know why. It would have been even more of a scandal to hear that she'd birthed a halfling baby out of wedlock, the daughter of a Fae Lady and all...' He peered more intently at the girl, and suddenly he could see the Fae in her...in little ways, little things. And some not-so-little. Like her eyes...and a few other attributes. A slight smirk came to his face. He whispered, half to himself and half to the crystal, in a musing tone. "Yes, I think I'll bring you into our world...'take you away, far, far away' just like you wish. I wonder if you really know what you want..." He grinned slyly. 'Mustn't bring her in yet...people will be suspicious. I'll have to wait until she's sleeping. Then I can send her a dream. A dream that she will become so entranced with that she'll never want to leave. Then, I shall end it right before the best part. She'll wake up...and I'll be at the window. Come to take her far, far away,just as she wishes...Yes, she will be an easy catch, very easy to convince...' Something in the back of his mind whispered,'Ah, but she might be more difficult than you imagine...and isn't it YOU who is the 'easy catch'?' "Bah." He whispered softly to himself, whereupon that little part of him broke into laughter.
As she stepped off the bus, Raina got the oddest feeling. Like something...or someONE...was waiting. Just...waiting. For what, she couldn't tell. Sighing and shrugging away the feeling, she stepped into the house...
Hours passed quickly. The clock on the wall said 10:00 PM. Raina sighed, turned her TV off, changed into her nightgown, brushed her teeth, and climbed into bed. The light had already been off, she preferred dark to daylight anyway. She felt a sudden desire to instantly fall asleep, and before her mind could protest, she found herself in a dream world...
Raina looked around. Where was she? Nowhere she'd ever seen. Something compelled her to turn around. She did, but very slowly, carefully. Nothing is as it seems in dreams, after all. She looked up and her eyes widened. Sitting atop a large, dark-colored stone throne was the Fae she had been drawing earlier. A tall, slim man, with a shock of blond hair and pale eyes, dressed in a black leather shirt, cut open to reveal his chest, gray tights, and high black boots. His face was handsome, if sharply angled, with well-defined features. She stared, then opened her mouth to speak.
Jareth nearly laughed. Yes, he must seem an impressive figure to this girl. A smirk came to his lips. He appeared right in front of her face before she could say a word. Putting one long finger on her lips, he whispered. "Shhh." Her eyes widened, and he smiled, showing slightly pointed teeth. Suddenly, music began, out of nowhere, yet everywhere, it seemed. A waltz-like melody...He bowed, and, without asking, swept her into a dance.
Raina couldn't believe her own mind. Was this real? Was it a dream? She couldn't tell, and hardly cared anymore. She danced with the Fae for what seemed like hours before she dared herself to speak. "Who are you?"
Jareth DID laugh this time. In soft, almost seductive tones, he replied. "I am the Goblin King. And you are Raina..." He leaned closer, staring deep into her emerald eyes. He licked his lips slightly.
She nearly faltered and turned a faint tinge of pink. Was it just her imagination, or was he looking at her...hungrily? She felt like grinning and shuddering at the thought, though why she'd do both she couldn't imagine. She wanted to lean forward, too, but was almost afraid of the look in his eyes.
Jareth frowned slightly. She should have leaned in by now. He planned on having her lean in, and just as their lips were about to meet, to end the dream. He didn't realize that he'd not been noticing her actions until it was too late.
Raina leaned forward suddenly, and felt her lips meet his. Hers were warm, full of life, and his were oddly cooler. But they warmed quickly...too quickly, perhaps, for Raina. She felt like holding the kiss, but something tried to pull away.
Jareth's eyes widened. He felt his heartrate speed up, blood pulsing through his veins. Now he longed not to end the dream, but his mind whispered.'If you don't end this dream now, you will be more lost than she. And you wanted to seduce HER, not for her to innocently seduce you with one kiss, wasn't that so?' He knew his mind was right...And reluctantly, he pulled away and, still gazing into her eyes, ended the dream.
He was back in his castle immediately, sweat beginning to form, eyes wide, and blood pounding in his ears...and everywhere else. 'What is this feeling? Lust I understand...But...that was more than lust. If I had stayed in that dream I crafted for her...what would have happened? Would I...would I have become lost? And worse...would I have LIKED being lost?' He fell back onto his bed, and stared at the ceiling until he fell into a troubled sleep-the sleep of a Fae who has denied himself something that he may just miss...
To Be Continued...^_^ Next, Chapter Two:Where Hearts do Fall...