Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. Sara Smiles is a song by the talented
and wonderful Hall and Oates, blame them... Oh yeah. Maria is mine (she
would have to be).
AN: From the reviews it looks like everyone is enjoying the story... Good, I am glad... I don't write just to waste my precious free time... :) I am really not sure what a Hoopty is... I guess it's the cars that are lowered to the ground with lots of bass and the jumpy shocks. Think Cheech and Chong... The character Maria is not meant to offend, but rather as a character to double as my comic relief and Sarah's champion... Which she is shown as later in this part.
She is supposed to a ""stereotypical" Mexican female"... as portrayed by Pablo Francisco on this "Knee to the Groin" CD. He is very funny!
Or as Hellen said she is way ghetto… There should be Latino's… I mean, they have David Bowie… If we went my world populations he should be Chinese… * shrug * Maria's story is a strange one, but it will be revealed shortly I promise!
Sorry it was all screwed up before but this is the whole part… Thanks all!
Candy Apple Red
by Lady Devine
Part 2: Acceptance
Chapter 5: A Little Time.
Moonlight was streaming through a window, surrounding Sarah in a pool of soft white light. She had been sitting in the same position for some time. She was not normally a contemplative person, but at dinner, alone in her room with only Sir Didymus she came to realize that she had been a total fool.
_I thought he said it because he wanted me to forget the words_ She thought. It had been two years but the words that he had said burned bright in her mind. Like a spotlight in an oubliette, almost blinding her with its clarity.
_Love me, fear me, do as I say, and I will be your slave._
He had looked innocent for the first time in the thirteen hours that she had known him. Looked as if the only thing he wanted was for her to want him, but she had too much to loose. She had risked too much already to let his words touch her heart. If he had been still playing her game it would have meant the end of her world, but she had been playing his and it had nearly meant the end of his.
_I didn't know._
Oh, that's a bunch of crap and you know it, Sarah.
_I was fifteen, I didn't know what love was, or that people don't always show it like they do in the movies._
You knew enough to feel guilty about it, didn't you? You knew enough to dream about dancing with him again. You knew enough to write in your diary the words that you couldn't say to him.
The conversation with her conscious was going badly. Sarah 0, Conscious 3. It was true. She had known, but she had been afraid. She had braved the Bog, the Monster at the Gates, the Esher room, and somehow for the first time in her life she had been unable to conquer her fear and listen to her heart.
_Things are not always what they seem in this place_ the little worm had told her. He was right.
Jareth was more then what he seemed, a powerful Fairy Tale King, but also a person, full of the same yearning and needs that anyone had. He had needed her, and she didn't see it. He had offered her the world, and she had over analyzed the situation until he was once again a villain. She had forsaken a man that loved her for a child that didn't appreciate it and a Stepmother that wished her away. "This totally sucks." she said simply.
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Chapter 6: Maria Helps.
Jareth looked up and blinked. Before him, in his massive throne room, usually full of stinking goblins, telling jokes and throwing things was a girl. Well, it was a dwarf. The female was actually quite attractive, for a dwarf, and he wasn't surprised that Hoggle liked her as much as he did. Her long braid was over her shoulder and she was tugging on the black hair nervously.
He vaguely remembered that she worked in the castle, but the majority of the creatures in the Labyrinth that could cook, dust at least look busy worked in the castle. Everything was done, whether by goblin, dwarf, fairy or rock caller under the supervision of Sally, and he vaguely remembered Maria being a friend of Sally's.
"What can I do to help you, Marsha?"
"It's Maria." She said.
"Ah, Maria... What do you want?" He was instantly annoyed with the pretty little dwarf, at least she didn't have a beard like most dwarven females. It was a tad disconcerting to have a chambermaid that has a fuller beard then you do.
"Well, I got picked by everybody to tell you that Sarah has to stop throwing stuff around. We lost two sweepers and a duster in the last week cause of her stray vases and rocks and stuff." The dwarf just looked at the king. No one had quit, but maybe it would make them talk. It had been almost a week since they had even spoken and it was all to quiet in the castle for most, even the Goblins were being quiet.
"I will speak with her, Maria."
The female dwarf smiled at her King. He was a man, therefor he was dense and had to be directed on the way to win a woman's heart. "You know, I was thinking that if you were just a 'lil nicer to her she would calm right down. Maybe she is lonely, or scared or something. You know?"
"You are dismissed, Marta." He said, an annoyed look plainly on his face.
Maria shrugged and left the room, if he wanted to be dense then that was just the way it was, and she had no idea why she cared whether or not he and Sarah got together, but she did rather like Sarah. Maybe Hoggle was having better luck.
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Chapter 7: Hoggle Helps.
There was a pounding at her bedroom door. Sarah looked up from her thoughts and sighed. She stood, the moonlight streaming down, making her entire body glow and walked to the door. Candles lit as she walked an interesting bit of magic that Jareth showed her after she arrived. Of course, they had spoken in a week and she had been in the Labyrinth for nearly a month. _He must be so angry at me_ she thought sadly.
She was halfway to the door when it opened slowly and a large head at hip height peeked in. "Sarah?"
"Oh, hi, Hoggle." She said unenthusiastic. She wondered back to her place why the window and sat down on the large silk pillow. She looked out the window with her chin in her hands, sighing low.
"Hey, little lady, what'cha doing?"
Sarah turned back to him, "Sulking." she said simply, with a little bit to much joviality then was intended.
Hoggle looked decidedly uncomfortable for a moment. "Why?"
She smiled at him, wondering if he would take what she had to say seriously or laugh at her like any sane person would. "Oh, I have a couple of reasons. I forfeited a chance to be a Queen, or at least a consort to the most amazingly attractive man in the universe to save my bratty half brother only to be wished away my his evil mother. Now, I am in his castle, all his, completely under his control and he doesn't even speak to me." She let out a long dramatic sigh.
Hoggle looked bewildered. "I thought you hated him?"
"Hate? No, that's a strong word. I despised him, because I hadn't known what was going on. I had no idea that he loved me. I thought that he was still playing the game, and now... two years later he wants nothing to do with me. I thought true love was supposed to conquer all."
Poor Hoggle was taking the brunt of her annoyance with herself. It wasn't his fault that she had expected him to be the Great Evil Goblin King. A villain, not a lover, a careless man that gave no thought to anyone but his own twisted game. Poor Hoggle was taking the brunt of many things these days. Even Jareth hadn't picked on him in days, something was terribly wrong with these people. "It is." He said quietly, thinking of Maria. It was Sarah's encouragement that got him to speak with her in the first place. He owed her a lot, but he was trying to help. "Maybe you should talk to him, I mean, you don't know for sure that he doesn't still feel the same."
She smiled at her friend. "You're right. I have no idea whether or not he still loves me, and the worst thing that could happen is that he rejects me and sends me to the Bog for my silliness." She thought on that for a moment. "Well, if he doesn't love me then I don't need to smell good anyway!"
Sarah stood from her cushions and kissed Hoggle on the top of the head. "Thank you Hoggle!" she marched out of the room with a determined jut to her chin.
She had been gone for only a few minutes when she returned. "Umm... Do you know where he is?"
"Try the throne room girl." Hoggle shook his head and laughed as she turned on her heel and headed off again.
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Chapter 8: Into the Throne Room
The castle was unusually silent, even for nighttime. She looked at a clock on the hallway as she passed and noticed that it was only nine o'clock by her world's standards. There should be Goblins everywhere. She sighed and plunged on. The castle was large and it took her nearly ten minutes to make it to the Esher room, where it took another ten minutes to navigate. She had been so busy with her determination to get to the throne room she didn't hear the music playing, or the voice singing to it, until she was nearly there.
Baby hair with a woman's eyes
I can feel you watching in the night
All alone with me and we're waiting for the sunlight
When I feel cold you warm me
When I feel I can't go on you come and hold me
It's you... And me forever
Sara Smile
Won't you smile a while for me
She paused in the stair well, and sat down on, her dress pooling around her. He had such a beautiful voice. She closed her eyes and listened.
If you feel like leaving you know you can go
But why don't you stay until tomorrow?
And if you want to be free, all you have to do is say so
When you feel cold, I'll warm you
And when you feel you can't go on, I'll come and hold you
It's you... And me forever
Sara Smile
Won't you smile a while for me.
Her heart caught in her throat at the words. So full of emotion. She knew that his Sarah was she, and as hindsight is always 20/20 she knew that she had been very sad the entire time she had been there. Whether it had been because Karen had wished her away or because she thought that he didn't love her anymore, she suddenly knew that her tears and sulking had hurt him. _Oh, Jareth, don't you understand I don't want to go! I never meant to hurt you._
She slipped back up the stairs and then waited for the music to stop it took her a few minutes to compose herself and decide what she was going to say. She was suddenly very scared that he would reject her, not because she feared the bog, but because she may never love another. _I guess that is the way it's supposed to be._
She walked into the throne room and was completely shocked by what she saw...
Jareth was kissing another woman.
Sarah let out a scream of pain and rage, turned on her heel and ran like hell.
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Chapter 9: Maria goes Bat poop...
"Sarah..." he called after her.
The woman beside him was still clinging to him, he roughly pushed her away from her, and down to the floor she collapsed, like a delicate, bleached flower.
The woman sat on the floor pouting watching him run off. "Damn you Jareth!" she screamed in anger. He was hers! It was destined! There was nothing that some little chit of a mortal could do to steal her crown or her man, or at least that was what she previously thought.
Miranda Bordevelli had come into the throne room to find him singing about that chit just a few moments ago and decided to make him forget the girl. "Stupid men and their emotions. Doesn't he realize that I will be much better for him! At least I have never humiliated him! I will let him win at whatever games he wants to if I can only win at one." She stood and smoothed the fabric of her skirt, not that there was much of it, but she couldn't be seen looking messy.
Hoggle peaked into the room, Maria beside him. "Hey Puta! You better leave Jareth alone or I'll kick your stupid blond ass!" Maria yelled. Hoggle's eyes widened to the point where they looked as if they were going to pop out.
"No, Maria, hush. That's Lady Bordevelli!"
"I don't care who the tonta is! She isn't going to mess with Lady Sarah or I'll kick her ass!"
"Oh, it's Maria... The cute dwarf!" Miranda laughed heartily.
"Are you talking to me? Are you talking to me like you know me?" Maria lunged, but poor Hoggle caught her by the skirts and was holding her back barely.
"Maria, do you really think that you could handle me... I would just step on you, little bug!"
Maria began to spit out a torrent of Spanish. There were words in there that was making Hoggle blush, and Miranda just looked amused. Had she known the vile things that Maria was announcing about her she may have slunk off to the abyss that she crawled out of. "If you touch King Jareth again unless Lady Sarah has thrown him aside I will take you by your stupido blond hair and swing you around like a Barbie! Do you hear me puta!" Maria lunged one last time, and once again, poor Hoggle was the unfortunate in the matter.
Her skirt ripped slightly, and Hoggle was forced to let go or loose his fingers.
For a dwarf Maria moved quickly. Launching herself at Miranda in a dwarven bullet kind of way. She ran into the woman head first knocking her down. Maria rolled and landed on the woman's stomach and she began to pelt the woman with her small fists.
It took Hoggle a while to pull Maria from the larger Fae. He wasn't trying to hard, but he had to at least make it look like someone was in charge. "Maria, come on, she isn't worth the Bog. She isn't worth it."
"I will have your head Maria!" The blond woman screamed. Maria hadn't prepared her for the attack, but she was making sure to stay far away from her.
"Shut up or I will kick your ass again!"
Jareth had been completely forgotten by both women, and Hoggle was just worried about that the King may hurt himself laughing.
Hoggle wondered what had possessed Jareth to let that woman anywhere near him in the first place. She was nothing but high paid hooker anyway. Going from one lord or royal to the other trying to get a semblance of power. It was silly that he even let her near the castle, let along kiss her, but with Sarah being all distant lately perhaps he was just lonely. Even at his lowest times Jareth had been a paragon of virtue, but perhaps having the woman he loved shun him over and over again while in his castle, under his control had driven him to her arms.
Hoggle shuddered. Miranda was just plain nasty.
Had they come in a few seconds early they would have heard the song that Jareth was singing about his beloved and the dwarves would have felt much better. Unfortunately their timing was off, and all they saw was a kiss and Sarah running off with Jareth on her heels.
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Chapter 10: Stubborn Woman, Stubborn Man.
Jareth chased her old fashioned style. By foot. She was running, and continued to run until she felt as if her lungs would burst and then continued for a while longer. Eventually he would tire and she could get herself good and lost in the castle or the Labyrinth and never have to speak with him again. Or at least that was what she was hoping for.
After what felt like a hundred years Sarah slowed and clutched at her chest. Her mouth was dry and her heart was racing, she was hyperventilating. Jareth hyperventilated along with her. _Damn human's _ he thought as he grasped for air. "What the hell is wrong with you!" He asked when he could speak again.
"Wrong... with... me?" She said through gasps. "Wrong with me! You were the one kissing some blond floozy!" Sarah slumped against the stone wall nearest her and continue to wheeze for a few seconds longer.
"I don't see why you would care whether or not I am kissing a floozy or not." He moved closer to her, pinning her to the wall. God, he was so close she could smell him, a mix of musk and leather.
"I..." she paused. She couldn't remember exactly what she had been planning to talk to him about when she had seen the shocking scene. He did look more then happy with his hands gripping her arms and her hands roaming over his back and buttocks. "I guess there isn't a reason why I should." She looked down, her eyes wondering over his boots and his pants to his knees. She sucked on her lip for a moment, wondering what exactly to say.
"There is no reason, but you were upset, why is that, sweet Sarah."
"I..." she paused again. She couldn't think strait with him so close to her. Goodness he was good looking. His thin lips in a smirk, his cold eyes boring into her skull like twin drills. She looked into his face, defiance emanating from her body. "Why did you follow me if you didn't think I should care?"
"You can't ask me a question in response to a question!"
"I don't see why not. You have done it I am sure... It's aggravating so you are probably a master of the art!" She spat.
He sighed low and long, then moved closer to her, she could feel his body heat pressing against her. "Sarah, if you were jealous of Miranda you have no reason too be. I feel nothing for her, she is a gold digging whore that has been trying to be the Goblin Queen, as long as the Queen of anything else possible for the last two hundred years. She kissed me, and I was trying to push her away when you came in. If you had been in the room less then five minutes before you would have heard me singing about you. She was jealous and tried to seduce me with little success."
She looked up at him, and frowned. There was something wrong with this situation. "Well, you could have teleported away or something." She said pouting.
Jareth smiled at her, she was so beautiful, she had always been, but as she grew her woman hood was shinning through, she was still much a child though.
A woman child. Just like in his song. He wanted to kiss her, to teleport them to his room and prove to her that she was still and had always been the only thing in his heart, but there would be a time for that. Now, he had to keep control of himself. She was his, under his control, he was her king now. He had time to make her love him. Karen had wished her away and she was all his, but there was something there in her eyes that he had to wait for. She was venerable and he didn't want to take advantage, as nice as it would be.
"Sarah, I will not argue about whom I decide to kiss, and whom I decide not to kiss. Who is in my bed should be none of your concern. Unless there is something you aren't telling me about?" That was a cute tatic, trying to draw her out while she was angry.
No, that would be wrong of him. It wouldn't be fair. He hated that. Fair. What was fair? Nothing, but he wanted to be fair with Sarah, he wanted her to love him not loath him, and perhaps playing her game agian wasn't so bad.
"There's nothing. It was just shocking." She managed to say with out the tears that were collecting in her eyes falling. She closed her eyes and allowed the tears to fall. When she opened them, through the blur she saw that he was gone.
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AN: From the reviews it looks like everyone is enjoying the story... Good, I am glad... I don't write just to waste my precious free time... :) I am really not sure what a Hoopty is... I guess it's the cars that are lowered to the ground with lots of bass and the jumpy shocks. Think Cheech and Chong... The character Maria is not meant to offend, but rather as a character to double as my comic relief and Sarah's champion... Which she is shown as later in this part.
She is supposed to a ""stereotypical" Mexican female"... as portrayed by Pablo Francisco on this "Knee to the Groin" CD. He is very funny!
Or as Hellen said she is way ghetto… There should be Latino's… I mean, they have David Bowie… If we went my world populations he should be Chinese… * shrug * Maria's story is a strange one, but it will be revealed shortly I promise!
Sorry it was all screwed up before but this is the whole part… Thanks all!
Candy Apple Red
by Lady Devine
Part 2: Acceptance
Chapter 5: A Little Time.
Moonlight was streaming through a window, surrounding Sarah in a pool of soft white light. She had been sitting in the same position for some time. She was not normally a contemplative person, but at dinner, alone in her room with only Sir Didymus she came to realize that she had been a total fool.
_I thought he said it because he wanted me to forget the words_ She thought. It had been two years but the words that he had said burned bright in her mind. Like a spotlight in an oubliette, almost blinding her with its clarity.
_Love me, fear me, do as I say, and I will be your slave._
He had looked innocent for the first time in the thirteen hours that she had known him. Looked as if the only thing he wanted was for her to want him, but she had too much to loose. She had risked too much already to let his words touch her heart. If he had been still playing her game it would have meant the end of her world, but she had been playing his and it had nearly meant the end of his.
_I didn't know._
Oh, that's a bunch of crap and you know it, Sarah.
_I was fifteen, I didn't know what love was, or that people don't always show it like they do in the movies._
You knew enough to feel guilty about it, didn't you? You knew enough to dream about dancing with him again. You knew enough to write in your diary the words that you couldn't say to him.
The conversation with her conscious was going badly. Sarah 0, Conscious 3. It was true. She had known, but she had been afraid. She had braved the Bog, the Monster at the Gates, the Esher room, and somehow for the first time in her life she had been unable to conquer her fear and listen to her heart.
_Things are not always what they seem in this place_ the little worm had told her. He was right.
Jareth was more then what he seemed, a powerful Fairy Tale King, but also a person, full of the same yearning and needs that anyone had. He had needed her, and she didn't see it. He had offered her the world, and she had over analyzed the situation until he was once again a villain. She had forsaken a man that loved her for a child that didn't appreciate it and a Stepmother that wished her away. "This totally sucks." she said simply.
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Chapter 6: Maria Helps.
Jareth looked up and blinked. Before him, in his massive throne room, usually full of stinking goblins, telling jokes and throwing things was a girl. Well, it was a dwarf. The female was actually quite attractive, for a dwarf, and he wasn't surprised that Hoggle liked her as much as he did. Her long braid was over her shoulder and she was tugging on the black hair nervously.
He vaguely remembered that she worked in the castle, but the majority of the creatures in the Labyrinth that could cook, dust at least look busy worked in the castle. Everything was done, whether by goblin, dwarf, fairy or rock caller under the supervision of Sally, and he vaguely remembered Maria being a friend of Sally's.
"What can I do to help you, Marsha?"
"It's Maria." She said.
"Ah, Maria... What do you want?" He was instantly annoyed with the pretty little dwarf, at least she didn't have a beard like most dwarven females. It was a tad disconcerting to have a chambermaid that has a fuller beard then you do.
"Well, I got picked by everybody to tell you that Sarah has to stop throwing stuff around. We lost two sweepers and a duster in the last week cause of her stray vases and rocks and stuff." The dwarf just looked at the king. No one had quit, but maybe it would make them talk. It had been almost a week since they had even spoken and it was all to quiet in the castle for most, even the Goblins were being quiet.
"I will speak with her, Maria."
The female dwarf smiled at her King. He was a man, therefor he was dense and had to be directed on the way to win a woman's heart. "You know, I was thinking that if you were just a 'lil nicer to her she would calm right down. Maybe she is lonely, or scared or something. You know?"
"You are dismissed, Marta." He said, an annoyed look plainly on his face.
Maria shrugged and left the room, if he wanted to be dense then that was just the way it was, and she had no idea why she cared whether or not he and Sarah got together, but she did rather like Sarah. Maybe Hoggle was having better luck.
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Chapter 7: Hoggle Helps.
There was a pounding at her bedroom door. Sarah looked up from her thoughts and sighed. She stood, the moonlight streaming down, making her entire body glow and walked to the door. Candles lit as she walked an interesting bit of magic that Jareth showed her after she arrived. Of course, they had spoken in a week and she had been in the Labyrinth for nearly a month. _He must be so angry at me_ she thought sadly.
She was halfway to the door when it opened slowly and a large head at hip height peeked in. "Sarah?"
"Oh, hi, Hoggle." She said unenthusiastic. She wondered back to her place why the window and sat down on the large silk pillow. She looked out the window with her chin in her hands, sighing low.
"Hey, little lady, what'cha doing?"
Sarah turned back to him, "Sulking." she said simply, with a little bit to much joviality then was intended.
Hoggle looked decidedly uncomfortable for a moment. "Why?"
She smiled at him, wondering if he would take what she had to say seriously or laugh at her like any sane person would. "Oh, I have a couple of reasons. I forfeited a chance to be a Queen, or at least a consort to the most amazingly attractive man in the universe to save my bratty half brother only to be wished away my his evil mother. Now, I am in his castle, all his, completely under his control and he doesn't even speak to me." She let out a long dramatic sigh.
Hoggle looked bewildered. "I thought you hated him?"
"Hate? No, that's a strong word. I despised him, because I hadn't known what was going on. I had no idea that he loved me. I thought that he was still playing the game, and now... two years later he wants nothing to do with me. I thought true love was supposed to conquer all."
Poor Hoggle was taking the brunt of her annoyance with herself. It wasn't his fault that she had expected him to be the Great Evil Goblin King. A villain, not a lover, a careless man that gave no thought to anyone but his own twisted game. Poor Hoggle was taking the brunt of many things these days. Even Jareth hadn't picked on him in days, something was terribly wrong with these people. "It is." He said quietly, thinking of Maria. It was Sarah's encouragement that got him to speak with her in the first place. He owed her a lot, but he was trying to help. "Maybe you should talk to him, I mean, you don't know for sure that he doesn't still feel the same."
She smiled at her friend. "You're right. I have no idea whether or not he still loves me, and the worst thing that could happen is that he rejects me and sends me to the Bog for my silliness." She thought on that for a moment. "Well, if he doesn't love me then I don't need to smell good anyway!"
Sarah stood from her cushions and kissed Hoggle on the top of the head. "Thank you Hoggle!" she marched out of the room with a determined jut to her chin.
She had been gone for only a few minutes when she returned. "Umm... Do you know where he is?"
"Try the throne room girl." Hoggle shook his head and laughed as she turned on her heel and headed off again.
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Chapter 8: Into the Throne Room
The castle was unusually silent, even for nighttime. She looked at a clock on the hallway as she passed and noticed that it was only nine o'clock by her world's standards. There should be Goblins everywhere. She sighed and plunged on. The castle was large and it took her nearly ten minutes to make it to the Esher room, where it took another ten minutes to navigate. She had been so busy with her determination to get to the throne room she didn't hear the music playing, or the voice singing to it, until she was nearly there.
Baby hair with a woman's eyes
I can feel you watching in the night
All alone with me and we're waiting for the sunlight
When I feel cold you warm me
When I feel I can't go on you come and hold me
It's you... And me forever
Sara Smile
Won't you smile a while for me
She paused in the stair well, and sat down on, her dress pooling around her. He had such a beautiful voice. She closed her eyes and listened.
If you feel like leaving you know you can go
But why don't you stay until tomorrow?
And if you want to be free, all you have to do is say so
When you feel cold, I'll warm you
And when you feel you can't go on, I'll come and hold you
It's you... And me forever
Sara Smile
Won't you smile a while for me.
Her heart caught in her throat at the words. So full of emotion. She knew that his Sarah was she, and as hindsight is always 20/20 she knew that she had been very sad the entire time she had been there. Whether it had been because Karen had wished her away or because she thought that he didn't love her anymore, she suddenly knew that her tears and sulking had hurt him. _Oh, Jareth, don't you understand I don't want to go! I never meant to hurt you._
She slipped back up the stairs and then waited for the music to stop it took her a few minutes to compose herself and decide what she was going to say. She was suddenly very scared that he would reject her, not because she feared the bog, but because she may never love another. _I guess that is the way it's supposed to be._
She walked into the throne room and was completely shocked by what she saw...
Jareth was kissing another woman.
Sarah let out a scream of pain and rage, turned on her heel and ran like hell.
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Chapter 9: Maria goes Bat poop...
"Sarah..." he called after her.
The woman beside him was still clinging to him, he roughly pushed her away from her, and down to the floor she collapsed, like a delicate, bleached flower.
The woman sat on the floor pouting watching him run off. "Damn you Jareth!" she screamed in anger. He was hers! It was destined! There was nothing that some little chit of a mortal could do to steal her crown or her man, or at least that was what she previously thought.
Miranda Bordevelli had come into the throne room to find him singing about that chit just a few moments ago and decided to make him forget the girl. "Stupid men and their emotions. Doesn't he realize that I will be much better for him! At least I have never humiliated him! I will let him win at whatever games he wants to if I can only win at one." She stood and smoothed the fabric of her skirt, not that there was much of it, but she couldn't be seen looking messy.
Hoggle peaked into the room, Maria beside him. "Hey Puta! You better leave Jareth alone or I'll kick your stupid blond ass!" Maria yelled. Hoggle's eyes widened to the point where they looked as if they were going to pop out.
"No, Maria, hush. That's Lady Bordevelli!"
"I don't care who the tonta is! She isn't going to mess with Lady Sarah or I'll kick her ass!"
"Oh, it's Maria... The cute dwarf!" Miranda laughed heartily.
"Are you talking to me? Are you talking to me like you know me?" Maria lunged, but poor Hoggle caught her by the skirts and was holding her back barely.
"Maria, do you really think that you could handle me... I would just step on you, little bug!"
Maria began to spit out a torrent of Spanish. There were words in there that was making Hoggle blush, and Miranda just looked amused. Had she known the vile things that Maria was announcing about her she may have slunk off to the abyss that she crawled out of. "If you touch King Jareth again unless Lady Sarah has thrown him aside I will take you by your stupido blond hair and swing you around like a Barbie! Do you hear me puta!" Maria lunged one last time, and once again, poor Hoggle was the unfortunate in the matter.
Her skirt ripped slightly, and Hoggle was forced to let go or loose his fingers.
For a dwarf Maria moved quickly. Launching herself at Miranda in a dwarven bullet kind of way. She ran into the woman head first knocking her down. Maria rolled and landed on the woman's stomach and she began to pelt the woman with her small fists.
It took Hoggle a while to pull Maria from the larger Fae. He wasn't trying to hard, but he had to at least make it look like someone was in charge. "Maria, come on, she isn't worth the Bog. She isn't worth it."
"I will have your head Maria!" The blond woman screamed. Maria hadn't prepared her for the attack, but she was making sure to stay far away from her.
"Shut up or I will kick your ass again!"
Jareth had been completely forgotten by both women, and Hoggle was just worried about that the King may hurt himself laughing.
Hoggle wondered what had possessed Jareth to let that woman anywhere near him in the first place. She was nothing but high paid hooker anyway. Going from one lord or royal to the other trying to get a semblance of power. It was silly that he even let her near the castle, let along kiss her, but with Sarah being all distant lately perhaps he was just lonely. Even at his lowest times Jareth had been a paragon of virtue, but perhaps having the woman he loved shun him over and over again while in his castle, under his control had driven him to her arms.
Hoggle shuddered. Miranda was just plain nasty.
Had they come in a few seconds early they would have heard the song that Jareth was singing about his beloved and the dwarves would have felt much better. Unfortunately their timing was off, and all they saw was a kiss and Sarah running off with Jareth on her heels.
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Chapter 10: Stubborn Woman, Stubborn Man.
Jareth chased her old fashioned style. By foot. She was running, and continued to run until she felt as if her lungs would burst and then continued for a while longer. Eventually he would tire and she could get herself good and lost in the castle or the Labyrinth and never have to speak with him again. Or at least that was what she was hoping for.
After what felt like a hundred years Sarah slowed and clutched at her chest. Her mouth was dry and her heart was racing, she was hyperventilating. Jareth hyperventilated along with her. _Damn human's _ he thought as he grasped for air. "What the hell is wrong with you!" He asked when he could speak again.
"Wrong... with... me?" She said through gasps. "Wrong with me! You were the one kissing some blond floozy!" Sarah slumped against the stone wall nearest her and continue to wheeze for a few seconds longer.
"I don't see why you would care whether or not I am kissing a floozy or not." He moved closer to her, pinning her to the wall. God, he was so close she could smell him, a mix of musk and leather.
"I..." she paused. She couldn't remember exactly what she had been planning to talk to him about when she had seen the shocking scene. He did look more then happy with his hands gripping her arms and her hands roaming over his back and buttocks. "I guess there isn't a reason why I should." She looked down, her eyes wondering over his boots and his pants to his knees. She sucked on her lip for a moment, wondering what exactly to say.
"There is no reason, but you were upset, why is that, sweet Sarah."
"I..." she paused again. She couldn't think strait with him so close to her. Goodness he was good looking. His thin lips in a smirk, his cold eyes boring into her skull like twin drills. She looked into his face, defiance emanating from her body. "Why did you follow me if you didn't think I should care?"
"You can't ask me a question in response to a question!"
"I don't see why not. You have done it I am sure... It's aggravating so you are probably a master of the art!" She spat.
He sighed low and long, then moved closer to her, she could feel his body heat pressing against her. "Sarah, if you were jealous of Miranda you have no reason too be. I feel nothing for her, she is a gold digging whore that has been trying to be the Goblin Queen, as long as the Queen of anything else possible for the last two hundred years. She kissed me, and I was trying to push her away when you came in. If you had been in the room less then five minutes before you would have heard me singing about you. She was jealous and tried to seduce me with little success."
She looked up at him, and frowned. There was something wrong with this situation. "Well, you could have teleported away or something." She said pouting.
Jareth smiled at her, she was so beautiful, she had always been, but as she grew her woman hood was shinning through, she was still much a child though.
A woman child. Just like in his song. He wanted to kiss her, to teleport them to his room and prove to her that she was still and had always been the only thing in his heart, but there would be a time for that. Now, he had to keep control of himself. She was his, under his control, he was her king now. He had time to make her love him. Karen had wished her away and she was all his, but there was something there in her eyes that he had to wait for. She was venerable and he didn't want to take advantage, as nice as it would be.
"Sarah, I will not argue about whom I decide to kiss, and whom I decide not to kiss. Who is in my bed should be none of your concern. Unless there is something you aren't telling me about?" That was a cute tatic, trying to draw her out while she was angry.
No, that would be wrong of him. It wouldn't be fair. He hated that. Fair. What was fair? Nothing, but he wanted to be fair with Sarah, he wanted her to love him not loath him, and perhaps playing her game agian wasn't so bad.
"There's nothing. It was just shocking." She managed to say with out the tears that were collecting in her eyes falling. She closed her eyes and allowed the tears to fall. When she opened them, through the blur she saw that he was gone.
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