I'm alive! - Cue the hallelujahs -

I know I disappeared for a while... And I'm really really sorry for that one. :D It's summer here now so I won't have any excuses to not write. We aren't far from the end now so I'm motivated... A bit... D: Kinda sad to see this story finished but hey, Good things must end sometimes, right?

Anyway! While writing this all I could think of was "What the hell am I doing?" I hope I don't disappoint you with this one. If I did then... I'm sorry. :(( I promise to do better with the future chapters.

So anyway! I will leave you to read now. - hides -

"Sarah…"

Sarah sighed and turned away from her laptop to look at the Goblin King. He was currently badgering her with questions about whether the table cloth should be crimson or emerald, if she preferred red wine to white, if the time allotted would be enough for them, yada yada etc. The one question he frequented was that was she confidently, absolutely, without a doubt, certain that the night air wouldn't mess up his hair. She didn't know if that one was just to make her laugh or he was dead serious.

Apparently, he was dead serious.

"Jareth, for the love of God, if I knew that the air in the park would ruin your somehow-always-poofy-but-manages-to-float-rather-than-hang-on-your-head-like-any-normal-hair-should would only be messed up then I wouldn't have chosen that place, now would I? Seriously, you spend more time with your hair than when you hide out here from that humongous stack of papers that need your attention."

Jareth looked up from his checklist to Sarah with wide shocked eyes.

"What? Didn't think I'd know sooner or later? Hoggle always complains about it you know."

"Well that's his responsibility as the King's secretary. It's not my fault that I have other important things to do than stay in a room filled with papers. I AM a king."

Jareth grinned slyly at Sarah while she rolled her eyes.

"I think the only reason you gave him that position was to torture him." He mocked gasped and had his hand on his chest like he couldn't believe she accused him of that.

"Ah Sarah-mine, Ye of little faith. What makes you think I wish to burden him with responsibilities that are taller than him? It is of great honor to be the King's secretary you know, one which no Goblin has ever had the chance of dreaming, let alone becoming."

"Hoggle." She corrected him as she continued to type. He ignored her and continued on.

"I only wish to show him how much I appreciated his attentive and precise execution of my orders during your run in our Labyrinth. Surely you would acquiesce with it?"

Sarah raised an eyebrow at him when he said "our" but he paid her no mind.

"You definitely know how to make me think twice about tricking him to help me."

"Ah dear Sarah, I definitely do not regret you tricking him. We definitely wouldn't be here right now if you hadn't, now would we?" Sarah looked at him and he grinned at her. He was leaning on the headboard of her bed with his ankles crossed. He wore that poet shirt that never seemed to cover his chest and those tights that never seemed to hide much as well…

Mmmm… I definitely like what I see.

'You never stop, do you?' Sarah thought back as she tried to prevent the blood from rushing towards her cheek.

Please. It's not like you don't enjoy the view every chance you get.

'Shut up.' She knew what her inner voice was talking about but she made no sign of showing that she did. Definitely didn't need to give her inner voice another reason to one-up her.

"-e you okay?"

Sarah's eyes widened as she felt leather touching her skin. She snapped back and saw Jareth kneeling in front of her.

"I mean, if you don't want to that's fine."

'…What?' She apparently tuned out when she was busy ogling the inhuman creature in front of her.

"I could always find another day to ask you, my dear. Even though I cannot make you agree with me right now, I am still persistent you know." Jareth went on as he raised his eyebrow at her.

Sarah continued to stare at him, confused. She didn't know what he was talking about but she didn't want to look like an idiot in front of him.

"Sarah? Are you listening?"

"Y-Yes. Yes I am." She coughed and smiled at him, hoping that he didn't catch her. She would hear no end of it if he found out that she was openly admiring him.

"Really? Then what is your answer?"

Ah shit. If you weren't so busy star-

'Excuse me? It was your fault! You just had to go and say you liked what you saw.' She thought back as she tried to save herself from embarrassment.

"Ah… Yes…?" It came out more of a question then a statement. Jareth, amused, smirked and stood up.

"Well then. I guess we don't have to worry about other mindless things. Of course, you might need to have your gown fitted, but I could always just create one for you.

'…. Huh?' She was more confused than ever.

"Jareth… What are you talking about?" Sarah hesitantly asked. Jareth laughed heartily and took her face in his hands.

"Why dear Sarah, You just made me the happiest man in the world." He grinned at her mischievously while he caressed her cheek.

"….. Huh?" Jareth laughed and kissed her. Sarah couldn't react properly. 'What the hell is he talking about….?' Just as she was about to pull away, Jareth pulled her towards the bed. He hand went down to her waist as the other stayed at her cheek, guiding her. He landed on the bed with her above him. Sarah's eyes slowly closed as she melted in the kiss.

'Is this right…?' She thought as she moved her hands slowly crawled up his chest and entangling themselves in his hair.

You. Shush. Keep doing what you're doing and don't think.

'But I don't know if-'

No. Just shut up and kiss him senseless! Who was she to deny her inner voice? Of course she usually didn't have control over her body when Jareth was kissing her like this.

She felt his hand at her waist push her down on him and held her tighter. She could feel his gloved fingers sneaking under her shirt and it sent tingles down her spine. She shuddered.

"Jareth…" She whispered against his mouth. She felt him grin and continued kissing her, this time softly biting her lower lip. She felt herself forgetting what they were talking about, forgetting that her parents were just downstairs, and forgetting the fact that she had to finish her homework in time for tomorrow.

She pulled back slightly and stared at him with half hooded eyes. He smiled at her and rolled them over so she was under him. He caressed her cheek and teased her neck with those glorious lips of his. Sarah closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the moment.

"Mmm… Imagine what this would feel like on our honeymoon."

"…What?" Sarah abruptly pushed Jareth back and sat up. Jareth raised his eyebrow at her again and tried to resist the smile that was breaking out.

"What are you talking about?" Sarah asked him. Jareth tilted his head and ran his hand through her hair.

"It seems like I might have kissed you too much…" He watched her flustered face turn redder. She blushed and looked anywhere but him. Jareth took her chin in his hand and forced her to face him.

"Did I miss something in our conversation earlier?"

"I assumed you did, though you agreed to my proposal so I perished the thought."

"And what did I agree to?" She was afraid to ask but she had to know what she missed during her ogling of him, still hoping that he didn't notice that. Jareth gave her a lazy and captured her lips with his once again. He couldn't seem to stop doing that lately.

Please. Who would want to stop once you've tasted the forbidden fruit?

Ah, there he was. Jareth's mind quietly watched the scene before him, opting to enjoy the feeling rather than contradict or worry about "what ifs." Jareth had wondered where he had gone to, though he really didn't mind. He enjoyed the silence he was so rarely given, although he does start to miss that annoying voice once in awhile. In all honestly, he was quite happy he was there. If he wasn't, who knows where his thoughts would run off to, especially if a certain beautiful champion was involved.

Sarah pushed him slightly, much to his chagrin. He slightly pouted and she laughed.

"What did I agree to, Jareth?" He sighed and lied down beside her.

"You agreed to my proposal."

"And what proposal was that?" She grew nervous at what he said and wished she wasn't misunderstanding him.

"You wound me Sarah." He placed hi hand on his chest, feigning hurt. "I proposed to you and you forget."

Sarah stared at him, clearly not processing what he just said. Jareth stared at her patiently and started playing with her hair.

No… He did not… just…. Did he….?I

Sarah suddenly stood up and pointed an accusing finger at him. "No you didn't! You did not ask me that!"

Jareth propped himself on his elbow and stared at her. "Yes I did. I clearly remember you saying 'Ah…. Yes…?' to it."

"No I didn't! When did I say that?" She started pacing back and forth, pulling at her hair.

"You make it sound like it would be a disaster for you to be married to me." He casually played with the hem of his shirt while trying to hide looking like he's been stabbed at the heart by her reaction.

"No I'm not saying that." He perked up at this. Sarah stopped and caught her words. "Uhm. What I meant to say is… It's wouldn't be so bad to be married to you… What I meant to say was… Agh! Stop confusing me!"

"I'm not confusing you." Jareth laughed and stared at Sarah. She looked adorable to him now, being all flustered and confused.

Well she hasn't tried to hit you for tricking her again.

'Please. It's not fatal or anything. I only wanted to take advantage of the situation.' His mind snorted at him but didn't express that he disliked what he did.

"That's not what I meant! Oh God. What… You're not serious are you? I-I mean! I'm not even 20 yet!" She continued to babble on as Jareth's heart leaped. 'So she's not opposed to marrying me. Mmm.' He mused.

"Well maybe next time, you shouldn't openly show how much you admire me when we're in the middle of a discussion." Jareth pretended to look at his nails while he smirked.

'Damn. So he did catch me.'

Well you weren't being so subtle you know…

'No one wants you hear right now.' Sarah glared at her mind as it laughed at her. She looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"I don't mind you admiring me, Sarah, but please. Control yourself. Show some modesty." He grinned at her as she opened her mouth in disbelief. She picked up a pillow from the bed and started hitting him with it.

"Why you devious-!" Sarah kept hitting him until he grabbed her wrists and pinned her under him. She let out a gasp of surprise and blushed. She had lost count on how many times he pinned her down lately.

"You wouldn't love me so much if I wasn't." He smiled down at her. Sarah couldn't look away from him. It was one of those moments where he decided to grace her with that smile that always seemed to melt her insides. Her breathe quickened as she tried to dismiss the way he lightly used the word 'love.'

Jareth stared at those forest green eyes that never failed to captivate him everytime. Whenever she looked at him, he would always get lost in those eyes and usually forgot what they were doing. He was aware that he used the word 'love' and was hoping that she would agree. Any type of reaction would be welcomed right now, actually. She only silently stared at him. He gulped and pushed down the feeling of rejection. What did he expect, for her to say those words now?

Don't get sucked in too far now, Jareth… You're nearly at the edge.

Jareth sighed and closed his eyes. He knew his mind was right. That he shouldn't push for too much, shouldn't get lost in the moment, no matter how much he wanted to bask in it. He sighed again and gave her a small smile. He pulled her upright and tried to act nonchalant.

"I was only joking. Don't worry." He grinned sadly. Sarah frowned, the moment gone. She ran a hand through her hair and contemplated on how to react.

"Ah… That's…. Good…" Did she want to get engaged to him? She was confused. And there was the problem of Daniel too.

You really have to think about him now?

She could feel the disapproving smile of her inner voice. She ignored him and tried to sort her feelings out. An awkward silence grew between them as they remained silent. None of them knew what to do. Jareth was spinning the pen around his fingers while Sarah sat back down at her desk and stared at her laptop.

'How did it get to this?' Sarah wondered. She chewed on her lip and tapped on her desk. Jareth's back was to her, so she couldn't get a glimpse of what he was thinking.

Soon, the silence became unbearable to Jareth as he coughed and tried to resume the light-hearted moment they had earlier.

"Anyway, I wasn't going to ask whether the wind would ruin my hair." He rolled her eyes at her as he sat down on the bed.

"T-then what were you going to ask?"

"I was going to ask if you wanted peaches for dessert." Sarah couldn't help it. She laughed. He gave a sigh of relief of succeeding to destroy the awkward air around them and laughed with her.

"It's fine." She smiled at him. He smiled back and stood up. He strode over to her and kissed the crown of her head.

"Where are you going?" She asked as he opened her windows.

"To start preparing for our dinner at the park, of course. And to have a little talk with Hoggle."

"Don't scare him, alright?" She couldn't help the worry she felt for her friend.

"Don't worry, Sarah-mine. Scaring him is far from what I intend to do." He gave her a wicked grin. She doubted that he wasn't going to do anything but that. He gave her one last smile and a wink, and flew of her window. 'Why couldn't he just poof himself?' She mused as she went back to her laptop to continue on her homework.

Sometime later, Sarah only stared at the blinking cursor of her essay. She couldn't settle down on the emotions she was feeling. She liked Jareth, which she already knew. He never failed to amuse her or make her happy… Then there was the slight attraction she felt for Daniel. She's been too caught up with the Goblin King that she hardly had any time to spend with Daniel.

What did she feel for Daniel anyway? The attraction is there yes but… There was also the Goblin King. She knew he wasn't serious with her or anything… But she can't stop the hope that was rising inside her. Suddenly her cellphone rang.

"Hello?" She picked it up without looking at the caller ID.

"Sarah?" Her eyes widened as Daniel's voice spoke. 'Speak of the Devil'.

"Daniel? Hi. What's up?"

"Hi. I'm just wondering…" He hesitated.

"Yeah?"

"Since the history project on the Greek gods is due next Thursday, would you want to come over and finish it now? I'm going to be busy tomorrow until Thursday so I won't get a chance to work it with you."

Sarah bit her lip and looked at the clock. She had a few hours before the dinner with Jareth…

"Uhm.. If you're busy then I think I can just find time for this next week…"

"No! Ah… I mean, sure. I'll come over now. It'll be one more thing off my to-do-list."

"Great! I'll see you later. Bye!"

"Bye." They both hung up and Sarah sighed again.

Are you serious? You're going to see him before your little date with Jareth?

'No. It's not a date. And we'll finish on time, okay? I'll be able to go.' She thought back as she went back to her laptop.

Jareth won't be happy when he finds out about this.

'What he doesn't know won't hurt him.' She instantly felt guilty. She knew his distaste for the boy but he was Sarah's friend. She can't stop being friends with someone he doesn't like.

God. You don't know how that guy cares about you. Sarah bit her lip again and sighed.

'He's caring when he wants to be… He can be sweet too. I can't let myself get pulled in. One day he'll… He'll get tired of me. What will happen to me then…?'

Why are you being stupid? It's obvious that he won't. Why are you being selfish?

'You don't know him like I do.' Sarah thought back, ignoring the last statement.

Let's say he does leave, what, you're going to use Daniel as some kind of rebound? That's just cruel.

Sarah stayed quiet. When her mind though it, it did sound a bit heartless of her.

'You don't know. I don't... I'm… I'm confused. I don't know what's going to happen. Just because we're friends now doesn't mean I can't be wary about him.'

Then why did you kiss him? Or why do you let him?

For once, Sarah has no answer to that. She could always say that she just gets lost in the moment but that made it sound like she's making an excuse.

She gave a frustrated groan and laid her head on the desk.

'What am I doing? ' And for once, her inner mind stayed quiet.

/~(*)~\\

I don't understand why you let her choose the place. You know this place better than she does.

'I want her to be comfortable.' Jareth aligned the fork on the table.

You just had to tell her that this was the place where you first saw her. His mind grumbled. 'She had the right to know! And because of that, this place holds a special memory to me.'

Agh. I don't know if you being a love-sick idiot is a good thing. You let her walk all over you.

'Please. She does not walk all over me.' Jareth crossed his arms as he examined the set up before him. The park was pretty empty. He made sure of that too. Earlier on, he cast a spell over the place so that it would be veiled from human eyes. He wanted everything to be perfect.

He wanted to do something more Lavish but Sarah specifically told him to tone it down,
nothing extravagant. He argued with her about it but there was no winning this time. He went with a candle-lit dinner theme. A bit romantic, as said by his inner voice to which he replied that Sarah deserved the best.

Because of the veil he had put on earlier, he was able to create a small gazebo with two archways opposite each other, one overlooking the stream that glistened under the moonlight. When you look up the Gazebo ceiling, he gave it a bit of the night sky, completed with shootings stars every 30 minutes or so. Sarah mentioned how much she loved watching the night sky so he made sure to remember. The columns and the walls had vines wrapped around it, adorned with different beautiful flowers and crystals.

In the middle lay a blanket where a huge amount of pillows surrounded the edge, creating a circular fort where they would be staying. He based this from the pit in the ballroom he once danced with Sarah. He would be pleased if she ever points out the resemblance of the replica pit.

Yes. You're pretty much like a rug to her. Jareth rolled his eyes and told his mind to shut up. It only laughed at him. The trees surrounding them waved along with the wind. He placed his finger over his lips, deep in thought.

'What's missing…' He snapped his fingers as the idea came to him. He pulled a crystal from the air and threw it at the water. It glowed slightly and was suddenly filled with a thousand blooming lotuses. He smiled as they floated gently. 'Perfect!'

"Wow. You obviously thought of everything."

"Hullo Mother, Father." Jareth greeted his parents without turning towards them. Oberon chuckled as he placed a hand on his sons shoulder.

"This is very beautiful Jareth. I like how the moonlight bounces off the lotuses," his mother said as she walked towards the edge overlooking it, "It definitely gives the mood." Jareth smiled proudly as his parents praised him.

Oberon tapped a foot and hummed. "It looks vaguely familiar though…" He touched the flowers gently and smirked. "Doesn't it, Tania? It looks very much like how I took you on our first date."

"That's it! No wonder it seemed familiar. I couldn't put my finger on it." They both grinned at their son as his eyes widened and his jaw hung open.

"Excuse me! It looks a million times better than what you did, Father!" Jareth exclaimed as he glared at his parents, who both laughed at him.

"And you did it a million times more beautifully." Oberon slapped his son at the back. "C'mon, Jareth! Live a little! Get that stick up your ass a good pull and have fun. You very well know how much I love riling you up." He barked in laughter.

Jareth gave his father a horrified look. "I do not have a stick up my ass!"

"Your father only wants to make you relax, dear." His mother smiled at him. "You've been tense lately, always flitting around and worrying."

"I'm sorry. I'm just really nervous. I can't sit still. I want everything to be perfect."

"And by the looks of it, it already is." His father smiled and waved towards his son's handiwork. Jareth appreciated his parents trying to calm him down. God knows he's been worrying about this night ever since he and Sarah talked about it.

"Do you need help?" His mother inquired.

"No, but thank you though. Everything's already set up. The only thing missing is Sarah." He gave a soft sigh and smiled as he thought about his champion. He couldn't believe that they were going to have dinner together. It wasn't a big deal to her, but to him it was. She didn't know how much this night would mean to him. He leaned against one of the railing looked up. Oberon and Titania gave each other knowing looks and slowly approached their son.

"Jareth…" They started but he didn't let them finish. "I know. You don't have to tell me twice. I want this. I need this. It might not be the smartest thing to do but… Please indulge me." They stayed quiet as he sighed. Jareth gripped the railing.

Oberon placed a hand on his shoulder. "We just don't want to see you get hurt." He smiled gratefully at them. "She's not cruel enough to do that," he said, "If she cares, I know she wouldn't hurt me."

"One last dream, hmm?" His father said as he nodded in understanding. "Well! We better take this bitter gloom over our sons head away from him, no? We wouldn't want his night to get ruined."

"Good luck dear. Enjoy your night." Titania kissed his forehead and his father hugged him.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Oberon winked at him and laughed. Jareth laughed with him and pushed his father away. "Go wreak havoc somewhere else, father."

"Please son. What makes you think you're not worse than me?"

"Because I definitely didn't inherit your brains," he laughed and waved to his parents. They waved back and disappeared in the darkness.

/~(*)~\\

Jareth leaned back against the pillows and sighed. 'Where is she?'

Maybe she's still busy doing girl things. His mind suggested.

'Well she doesn't need to pretty herself up. I like her just the way she is.' He thought back. Right. Not like you two are together anyway.

Jareth glared at his mind and wished he could bog him. If he did, that would mean he would have to bog himself, which wouldn't be to his advantage. He had made floating crystals that emitted soft lights as his finishing touch. One floated to him and he gently pushed it upwards.

As the night drew on, it slowly got colder, but that didn't bother Jareth. He was used to the cold. He leaned his head back and sighed. It was half past 9:00. Needless to say, Sarah was definitely late. He didn't know if she was following this 'fashionably late' thing people practiced. Either way, he didn't like. Still, he tried to be patient and waited.

He stared up at the night sky of the roof. He waited.

I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure I'm impatient. His mind said but dismissed him. 'She surely has a good reason to be late.'

He waited again, playing with a crystal. He let it roll from his palm to the back of his hand repeatedly. Then he transferred it to his other hand and let it roll down his arm then rolled it back up to flick it up, catching it with his other hand.

He listened to the soft rustling of the leaves as the wind danced by. It danced around his hair, ruffling it up a bit but he didn't mind. He waited, still.

Face it.

'No.'

She's not coming. His heart tugged but refused to admit it.

'Shut up.'

She's not.

'I said shut up.' He clenched his teeth and gripped the crystal tight in his hand. He was shaking in anger, disappointment… And rejection. He couldn't speak, couldn't think. He willed the red around his vision to disappear. He stood up and blew the orbs away, extinguishing the light in it. He walked towards the edge that overlooked the waters. He stared at his reflection, his eyes slightly glassy. The emotion on his face was unreadable. He gripped the crystal again.

He didn't know what to do. His mind was blank as he let his emotions fill him. He closed his eyes, trying to compose himself, tried to make himself reasonable before facing his beloved champion. He gripped the crystal tighter until cracks appeared. It glowed red and he raised it up to his face. An image misted in it and he watched it emotionlessly. His lips thinned.

Jareth closed his eyes and blew into the crystal. He raised it and threw it in the river. The crystal glowed bright and disappeared, taking Jareth and everything he created for tonight with it.

So... - Hides -

As you can see, I'm a bit out of practice... I'm sorry! I did my best. T^T I promise to do better! -corner- The ending went through a different path so I'm making do with what I have done...

Ah! Which reminds me, I need you guys to do me a favor! I need 5 volunteers to read a prologue of a twilight fic of mine. It's called 'Dark Wonderland X'. It went through plot changes and since it involves more action... I need to know what you guys think first. I'm an insecure little bitch, I know but please do this for me? D: I'm not forcing those who aren't into Twilight, don't worry. If no one volunteers then... Okay.

If there are those who are interested, tell me and I'll send it to you. :D

Reviews might make Jareth feel better... :3

Dreamers see the future

Lys~Rayn