Jareth: Mai Love

Disclaimer: Labyrinth is not mine. Jareth is not mine. (Though I wish he was.) Sarah is not mine. I own only some shampoo and an imagination. PLEASE keep reviewing.

Two years ago, he lost his love…

One year ago, he was very much alone…

Now he's found someone new. Someone who has heard of him and who knows his last love…

Chapter Two

Sarah laughed when Mai told her how Peter acted around her at school the next day. Mai simply smiled.

"So, he kept coming to you with little peace offerings including the lab rat from science class. That is..." Sarah laughed.

"Sad." Mai said, playing with her hair. "I know. Thanks to him, I'm not going to wear a white shirt for awhile."

"How about never?" Sarah suggested.

"Maybe."

"Well, I'm going down to get a snack." Sarah declared, springing to her feet. "Do you want anything?"

"No thank you." Mai muttered, lying down and closing her eyes. "I'm trying to lose some weight."

"You don't need to Ms. Toothpick!" Sarah called, running down the stairs.

Mai frowned when the air in her room changed. It was like the warmth and happiness had been removed. Then she felt her matress sag slightly and a gloved hand stroke back her hair.

"She's right you know." Jareth said. "You're thin enough."

"What do you want?" Mai asked, opening her eyes to find his mismatched eyes staring into them. "Besides granting my heart's desire."

"You know very well what I want." Jareth said. "And all you have to do is help and you can have everything you want."

"Tempting, but no." Mai said, looking away from those pools of lust. "I can't do that to my best friend. She's the only one who cares about me."

"I care." Jareth declared without real sincerity. "And that's why I'm doing this." He grabbed her chin and turned her face towards his, so she had to look into his eyes. "So what do you say?"

"Get out of my room Jareth!" she snapped, sitting up. "You don't care about me! You only care about Sarah and getting your revenge on her! So get out of my room!"

"I'm gone until you cool down." Jareth said, standing up.

He vanished just as Sarah entered the room, carrying a large bowl of popcorn and two sodas. She took one look at Mai's face and realization hit her. "He was just here, wasn't he?" Sarah asked.

"Yep."

Jareth threw a stupid goblin out the window because 1) he was pissed and 2) the goblin had gotten filth on Jareth's boots. He was pissed because of the girl and every goblin and inhabitant of the Underground felt his anger. They avoided him when they could, lest they be thrown into the Bog of Eternal Stench for making him angrier.

How could she defy me, Jareth thought, tapping his cane on his boot. No one has defied me except for Sarah. And Sarah is tough. That girl has grown up alone and hurt in the world, she should be broken and weak. Yet, she won't budge. How can this be?

He pulled out a crystal and stared into its depths. Mai was talking to her parents about something. By the look on her face, she obviously hated what she was hearing. There were some large bags on the counter in front of her. Jareth knew then that her parents were leaving again. She would be all alone in her house.

"Well, not alone entirely." Jareth whispered, tossing the crystal into the air.

It fell to the ground and shattered while he laughed. It didn't leave glass everywhere, it just made the sound.

As the pain sweeps through

Makes no sense for you

Every thrill is gone

Wasn't too much fun at all...

The words rang in his ears. Jareth smirked. "Indeed."

Mat sat there on her bed with her shirt off. She had been getting ready to get into her night clothes, but had stopped when she heard a few lines from Jareth's masquerade song. Her head was reeling.

Her parents were going on vacation in the Bahamas for a month. Jareth was haunting her. Peter was begging her for forgiveness. She kept seeing Jareth when she closed her eyes. She was so confused.

Her phone rang. "Hello?"

"Hey Mai. Are you missing something?" Peter asked, sounding happy in an evil way.

Mai looked around her room and noticed that her little notepad, the one that she liked writing parts of the Labyrinth in, was missing. "Bring me my note pad Peter." she ordered.

"I think not."

Mai stood up, grabbed her shirt, and headed out of her room. "Then I'm coming over and taking it from you by force."

"I just want to say one thing first." Peter said.

"And that is?"

"I wish the Goblin King would take you away, right now."

Mai stopped in the hall. Jareth was standing at the top of the stair, dressed all in black.

"Funny isn't it?" Peter asked, his voice sounding like it was a hundred miles away to Mai. "Mai? Mai?"

"No. He was joking Jareth." Mai whispered, frozen in place. "You can't take me away. He didn't mean it."

"Oh, he didn't. Such a pity." Jareth said, taking a step towards her.

"NO!!" Mai yelled, dropping her phone and running into her room. She locked the door and leaned against it.

"Mai, open the door now." Jareth ordered, pounding on the door.

"Never!" Mai replied. "I'm not coming with you! Never ever!"

The pounding on her door ceased. Mai turned to unlock the door, but was instantly forced against the door. She dropped her shirt in surprise.

"Actually you are Mai." Jareth said, letting his eyes travel down her and back again. "And there's no one to save you."

He grabbed her shirt off the ground, while keeping her pinned to the door. Then they vanished.

"Mai? Hello? Mai are you alright? M-" Peter said before her phone's battery died.

Mai felt herself fall into never ending darkness. She was cold, despite the warm air. Then she landed on something and the darkness engulfed her even more. She closed her eyes thinking, Welcome to the Underground Mai. Then she knew nothing else.

Jareth laughed. The boy, Peter, had done him good without knowing it. The girl was his. She was under his power and there was no way out. She had to help him get back at Sarah for defying him.

And you will so as I want if you want to see the Aboveground ever again, Jareth thought, twirling the crystal that showed a sleeping Mai.

He saw her frown in her sleep as if she was having a bad dream. He hoped she was. That added fear would make everything so much simpler. But, a small part of him didn't like the look on her and wanted to help her.

I can't do that, Jareth thought, playing with the crystal. The girl must fear and respect me in order for my plan to work. No time for helping her with nightmares.

Author's note: I tried to be alittle more descriptive. Please don't hate me if the story sucks. Its my first one.