Jareth walked to Sarah's room, wondering if she was ready. He adjusted the sleeves on his white poets shirt and looked down at his boots to make sure they weren't scuffed. He straightened his belt buckle and dusted off his pants. After a few breaths he knocked on the door.
"Come in, I'll be out in just a minute," Sarah called from the bathroom.
He walked in and looked at himself in her mirror. There hadn't been much he could do for his hair. It was short. But at least he didn't look like a scared flower...or whatever. He sat on her window sill and stared our her window, twirling three crystals in one hand and three in the other.
Sarah stepped out, brushing a curl from her face, and smiled. "Please tell me we aren't going to be using all those."
Jareth looked up at her and his hands fumbled sending crystals rolling across the floor. He stared at her and shook his head.
"Uh...no. No, I was just thinking."
Sarah smiled and knelt down to pick up two of the crystals that had rolled to her feet. The black dress barely came to her knees and a slightly metallic thread that ran through it made the dress shimmer. She walked over to Jareth and held out the crystals, her shoulders pale against the small straps of the dress.
He took the two crystals from her, made the others disappear and then turned one of the remaining crystals into a silver bracelet. He held it out to her while holding the last crystal in his hand.
"I see you have been poking through your wardrobe. You look lovely," He said in his cultured voice.
Sarah smiled as she slipped the bracelet on her wrist, moving her arm and making the bracelet shimmer in the light.
"Thank you," she said, looking at Jareth.
He nodded and stood.
"I thought that maybe we could eat in the garden. It's rather nice since Ludo has been keeping watch on it."
"That sounds nice," Sarah answered, looking at him. "You look good."
He glanced down at himself. "Yes well, everything else sparkled."
Sarah laughed softly. "Well, shall we go to the gardens?"
He nodded and threw the last crystal against the wall. A door appeared and he opened it for her, revealing the gardens. This was perticulary strange because they were on the third floor. He smiled at her.
"I don't feel like walking and you get sick if we zap so...this is the best I could think of."
Sarah smiled and walked through the door into the garden and looked up, at the third story.
The moment Jareth walked through the door it dissapeared and left them outside.
"Predictable is good," Sarah murmured again to herself, looking around the garden.
Jareth guided her over to a table with a white table cloth spread over it. On the table was two candles, two plates and settings and one covered dish. He pulled out a chair for Sarah and waited for her to be seated.
"Thank you," she said softly as she sat and he pushed her chair in.
He walked over to his seat and leaned against the back.
"What do you feel like eating tonight?" he asked with a mischievous grin.
"I don't know, whatever you like I guess," she said, wondering what was currently under the covered dish.
He held up another crystal. "If you leave it up to me it will be pizza and cola again."
"Please, no more pizza. How about chicken?"
He smiled and lifted the cover to the platter revealing an empty plate. He put the crystal in the center of the plate and put the lid down again. He created another crystal and, after rolling it to the other hand, it turned into a wine bottle.
"Wine?"
"A little please," she murmured, shaking her head as two wine glasses appeared.
He filled both glasses and set the wine bottle down. He lifted the lid to the platter, showing off the still steaming chicken surounded with vegitables. He looked at the cover to the platter and threw it over his shoulder where it dissapeared then rubbed his hands together.
"I hope after a while I can still remember what's normal and what isn't. The disappearing tricks are starting to look mundane," Sarah said with a smile as Jareth served her.
He gave her his best smirk. "I only do it because I'm to lazy to do it for myself."
"I'll believe it," she answered, smiling sweetly.
He grinned and began to heap food onto his own plate. "Well, being king will do that to you. Being kind with magical powers with always do that to you. You should be my father though. Compaired to him I'm a busy body."
"What are smirking about?" Sarah asked after a few minutes of eating.
He looked up, his smirk turning into a grin. "What? I can't smirk freely? Do I have to be smirking about something?"
"Most people smile for no reason, but with smirking, a person always has to have a reason."
He batted his eyes at her. "Little innocent me?"
"Come on, please tell me what you were smirking about?"
"You'll know before you go to sleep. Oh...that reminds me...am I still a vilian in your eyes?"
"Now, would I be eating dinner and joking with a villain?"
Jareth chewed on the end of his fork for a moment. "Now if I said yes then I would get kicked...so...I will say no and keep safe," he mumbled softly to himself but so Sarah could hear then looked at her and said. "No you wouldn't."
"Correct," she answered, taking a bite of chicken. "This is good."
He nodded and chewed on a bite. "I meant for it to be. I wouldn't serve you un-edible food."
"I hope not," Sarah said with a smile, taking a sip of wine.
He took another bite. "Except for that one time. But I won't do that again."
"Your word?" Sarah asked.
He looked up at her. "Of course. Unless for some strange reason you want it. But no...I won't do it again."
"Thank you," she said softly, taking another bite of chicken.
He turned sideways in his chair and lay a leg over the arm.
"How's Toby Sarah?"
"He's good, he just turned eight a few weeks ago."
Jareth smiled, remembering how little Toby was. "He's a good child still yes?"
Sarah nodded and smiled. "He's a pretty good kid."
He nodded, satified and lay down is fork. He leaned back in his chair, looking very comfortable, and sipped at his wine.
Sarah soon finished her dinner and sat looking at the stars.
He sat watching her for what seemed like forever before standing.
"How about a short walk?"
"That sounds nice," Sarah said, finishing the little wine left in her glass before standing.
They walked for a few minutes, Jareth twirling and rolling a crystal from one hand to the other. He looked over at her and smiled. Did she ever think back on that dance? Did she regret leaving it so quickly? Had she pushed it from her mind? He stopped and faced her on the narrow path that was leading them through his gardens and held out the crystal to her, not speaking.
Sarah looked at Jareth for a moment before slowly taking the crystal from him.
Nothing happened.
He smiled. Nothing would happen till he wanted it to.
"Would you Like to dance with me Sarah? Would you like the chance to re-live a dream?"
He took a step forward, waiting for her answer.
She looked into his mismatched eyes and slowly nodded.
He smirked again and covered the crystal with his own hand. In a flash they both stood in the crystal ballroom. He looked around and nodded. Nothing much had changed. He had had to fix the hole she had smashed into it but other than that everything looked like normal...except they were the only ones there. Music started playing someplace and he bowed to her.
"May I?"
Sarah smiled and curtsied as the dizziness faded.
They began to dance and he began to sing. Strangely he seemed to sing for several different people. She was sure magic was involved but it still sounded quite nice.
There's such a sad love
Deep in your eyes, a kind of pale jewel
Open and closed within your eyes
I'll place the sky within your eyes
There's such a fooled heart
Beating so fast in search of new dreams
A love that will last within your heart
I'll place the moon within your heart
As the pain sweeps through
Makes no sense for you
Every thrill has gone
Wasn't too much fun at all
But I'll be there for you-oo-oo
As the world falls down
He smiled as they twirled around the floor. He was glad she wasn't afraid of him any longer.
I'll paint you mornings of gold
I'll spin you Valentine evenings
Though we're strangers till now
We're choosing the path between the stars
I'll leave my love between the stars
This was indeed much better than before. He smiled grinned into her eyes. She smiled back.
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense to fall
Falling
As the world falls down
Falling
"His voice continued to echo off of the walls as the music faded. He new that the right thing to do would be do take a step back and bow but he couldn't make his body do it.
"We need more music," Sarah whispered, smiling up at him.
He grinned and music began to play again.
"How are you enjoying yourself Sarah? Is it better than last time?"
"Much better," Sarah murmured softly, stepping closer to him and nestling her head beneath his chin.
He shuddered again. And let his cheek rest on her head. "So did Hoggle have anything smart to say?"
He laughed softly. "I'll bet he's told everyone that we were hugging. I wonder how far fetched the rumors will get."
"Probably quite far," Sarah whispered, rubbing her cheek against his collarbone.
Jareth smiled, very glad he had chosen to wear the open poets shirt tonight. He was sure he had that shirt for some other purpose that to look good. This was one of them.
They continued to dance slowly until the music faded away. Sarah pulled her head back and smiled up at him.
He looked down at her, having trouble keeping his eyes focused. He could have fallen asleep on his feet. He had never been this relaxed.
"Ready to go back?" he asked quietly.
Sarah sighed, then slowly nodded, nestling her head back beneath his chin and wrapping her arms around his neck.
He quickly made a crystal and zapped them into Sarah's room. He slowly stepped away and bowed.
"Goodnight Sarah."
"Goodnight Jareth, and thank you for tonight," she said softly, watching him.
He smiled and took her hand in his, giving it a light kiss before standing and beginning to walk away.
She slowly sank onto one of the chairs, unable to take her eyes from him.
He looked back over his shoulder before walking out the door and shutting it softly behind him.
Jareth sat in his bathtub, watching as his rubber ducky swam among the white fluffy bubbles. He laced his fingers behind his head and smiled. She liked him. He would have to wear that shirt more often. He leaned back and closed his eyes, smiling at the memories of the day.
Sarah took a quick bath and put on one of the nightgowns she had found in the wardrobe before lying down. Unable to sleep, she looked at the ceiling and though about the day.
As Jareth pulled himself out of his tub and rescued his rubber ducky from the whirlpool of water he wondered why he hadn't kissed her. He guessed he could go back and give her a kiss but what if she was already asleep? That would make it easier then wouldn't it? He smiled, his mind made up. After slipping into a pair of white silk pajama bottoms he slipped out of his rooms, headed for Sarah's.
Sarah heard the door open, but her kept her eyes closed, feigning sleep. She hoped Jareth wouldn't notice her heart beating quickly.
Jareth quietly crept across her floor and sat on the edge of her bed. He looked down at her and smiled. Reaching out, he traced her jawbone with his fingertips then across her lips and stopped. His breath stopped in his throat as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. He meant to stop there but failed miserably and continued to kiss her.
Sarah smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips to his.
Jareth tensed. She was awake! Oh no... His mind soon calmed again however when she began to kiss him back. He slipped his hands under her to her back and held her against him, his mind spinning violently.
Sarah finally pulled back from the kiss and leaned her cheek against his, her breath coming quickly.
Jareth swallowed.
"I couldn't sleep," he said lamely
"Neither could I," Sarah whispered, smiling and rubbing her cheek against his.
He took a deep breath and smiled. She smelled very good. "My stomach feels like it's full of butterflies"
"Mine too," she murmured, kissing his temple and cheek.
He shuddered and began to lay soft kisses along her throat.
Sighing softly, she sat up and tilted her head to the side.
He grinned and continued on to her shoulder, letting his hands travel to her hair.
"I really should get to bed," he mumbled against her skin.
"But you aren't moving," Sarah said, running her hands down his back.
He rested his forehead against her shoulder. "It's hard to move away at the moment."
She smiled and put her hand beneath his chin, bringing his head up. Closing her eyes, she pressed her lips against his in a slow kiss.
Jareth found himself moaning softly against her lips. In a way he was quite happy how this worked out. He wouldn't have been able to do this seven years ago.
Sarah ran her fingers through his hair and wrapped them around his neck, keeping her lips securely fastened to his.
Suddenly Jareth began to laugh. He had to pull away to breath.
"I wonder how many of those rumors are true now," he said still trying to stop from laughing.
"Probably quite a few," Sarah murmured with a chuckle.
He ran his fingers over the features of her face. "I think this has been a good day. I kept all my words and still managed to have a good time."
Sarah smiled at him and let her cheek rest against his hand.
He took a shaky breath and stood. "You should get some sleep. It's been a long day."
Slowly nodding, she looked up at him and smiled. "Don't I get a kiss goodnight?" she asked with a grin.
He grinned his cocky kings grin and pushed her down onto the bed. He covered her with her covers, trapping her arms and gave her a long, slow and hot kiss. After a minute or so he pulled away and kissed her forehead then straightened and backed away from the bed.
"Goodnight," she said softly, watching as he made his way to the door.
He disappeared through the door and leaned up against the other side, grinning from ear to ear. That had been a good idea.
Sarah sighed as she looked at the ceiling, staring at it for a long time before she fell asleep.
"Come in, I'll be out in just a minute," Sarah called from the bathroom.
He walked in and looked at himself in her mirror. There hadn't been much he could do for his hair. It was short. But at least he didn't look like a scared flower...or whatever. He sat on her window sill and stared our her window, twirling three crystals in one hand and three in the other.
Sarah stepped out, brushing a curl from her face, and smiled. "Please tell me we aren't going to be using all those."
Jareth looked up at her and his hands fumbled sending crystals rolling across the floor. He stared at her and shook his head.
"Uh...no. No, I was just thinking."
Sarah smiled and knelt down to pick up two of the crystals that had rolled to her feet. The black dress barely came to her knees and a slightly metallic thread that ran through it made the dress shimmer. She walked over to Jareth and held out the crystals, her shoulders pale against the small straps of the dress.
He took the two crystals from her, made the others disappear and then turned one of the remaining crystals into a silver bracelet. He held it out to her while holding the last crystal in his hand.
"I see you have been poking through your wardrobe. You look lovely," He said in his cultured voice.
Sarah smiled as she slipped the bracelet on her wrist, moving her arm and making the bracelet shimmer in the light.
"Thank you," she said, looking at Jareth.
He nodded and stood.
"I thought that maybe we could eat in the garden. It's rather nice since Ludo has been keeping watch on it."
"That sounds nice," Sarah answered, looking at him. "You look good."
He glanced down at himself. "Yes well, everything else sparkled."
Sarah laughed softly. "Well, shall we go to the gardens?"
He nodded and threw the last crystal against the wall. A door appeared and he opened it for her, revealing the gardens. This was perticulary strange because they were on the third floor. He smiled at her.
"I don't feel like walking and you get sick if we zap so...this is the best I could think of."
Sarah smiled and walked through the door into the garden and looked up, at the third story.
The moment Jareth walked through the door it dissapeared and left them outside.
"Predictable is good," Sarah murmured again to herself, looking around the garden.
Jareth guided her over to a table with a white table cloth spread over it. On the table was two candles, two plates and settings and one covered dish. He pulled out a chair for Sarah and waited for her to be seated.
"Thank you," she said softly as she sat and he pushed her chair in.
He walked over to his seat and leaned against the back.
"What do you feel like eating tonight?" he asked with a mischievous grin.
"I don't know, whatever you like I guess," she said, wondering what was currently under the covered dish.
He held up another crystal. "If you leave it up to me it will be pizza and cola again."
"Please, no more pizza. How about chicken?"
He smiled and lifted the cover to the platter revealing an empty plate. He put the crystal in the center of the plate and put the lid down again. He created another crystal and, after rolling it to the other hand, it turned into a wine bottle.
"Wine?"
"A little please," she murmured, shaking her head as two wine glasses appeared.
He filled both glasses and set the wine bottle down. He lifted the lid to the platter, showing off the still steaming chicken surounded with vegitables. He looked at the cover to the platter and threw it over his shoulder where it dissapeared then rubbed his hands together.
"I hope after a while I can still remember what's normal and what isn't. The disappearing tricks are starting to look mundane," Sarah said with a smile as Jareth served her.
He gave her his best smirk. "I only do it because I'm to lazy to do it for myself."
"I'll believe it," she answered, smiling sweetly.
He grinned and began to heap food onto his own plate. "Well, being king will do that to you. Being kind with magical powers with always do that to you. You should be my father though. Compaired to him I'm a busy body."
"What are smirking about?" Sarah asked after a few minutes of eating.
He looked up, his smirk turning into a grin. "What? I can't smirk freely? Do I have to be smirking about something?"
"Most people smile for no reason, but with smirking, a person always has to have a reason."
He batted his eyes at her. "Little innocent me?"
"Come on, please tell me what you were smirking about?"
"You'll know before you go to sleep. Oh...that reminds me...am I still a vilian in your eyes?"
"Now, would I be eating dinner and joking with a villain?"
Jareth chewed on the end of his fork for a moment. "Now if I said yes then I would get kicked...so...I will say no and keep safe," he mumbled softly to himself but so Sarah could hear then looked at her and said. "No you wouldn't."
"Correct," she answered, taking a bite of chicken. "This is good."
He nodded and chewed on a bite. "I meant for it to be. I wouldn't serve you un-edible food."
"I hope not," Sarah said with a smile, taking a sip of wine.
He took another bite. "Except for that one time. But I won't do that again."
"Your word?" Sarah asked.
He looked up at her. "Of course. Unless for some strange reason you want it. But no...I won't do it again."
"Thank you," she said softly, taking another bite of chicken.
He turned sideways in his chair and lay a leg over the arm.
"How's Toby Sarah?"
"He's good, he just turned eight a few weeks ago."
Jareth smiled, remembering how little Toby was. "He's a good child still yes?"
Sarah nodded and smiled. "He's a pretty good kid."
He nodded, satified and lay down is fork. He leaned back in his chair, looking very comfortable, and sipped at his wine.
Sarah soon finished her dinner and sat looking at the stars.
He sat watching her for what seemed like forever before standing.
"How about a short walk?"
"That sounds nice," Sarah said, finishing the little wine left in her glass before standing.
They walked for a few minutes, Jareth twirling and rolling a crystal from one hand to the other. He looked over at her and smiled. Did she ever think back on that dance? Did she regret leaving it so quickly? Had she pushed it from her mind? He stopped and faced her on the narrow path that was leading them through his gardens and held out the crystal to her, not speaking.
Sarah looked at Jareth for a moment before slowly taking the crystal from him.
Nothing happened.
He smiled. Nothing would happen till he wanted it to.
"Would you Like to dance with me Sarah? Would you like the chance to re-live a dream?"
He took a step forward, waiting for her answer.
She looked into his mismatched eyes and slowly nodded.
He smirked again and covered the crystal with his own hand. In a flash they both stood in the crystal ballroom. He looked around and nodded. Nothing much had changed. He had had to fix the hole she had smashed into it but other than that everything looked like normal...except they were the only ones there. Music started playing someplace and he bowed to her.
"May I?"
Sarah smiled and curtsied as the dizziness faded.
They began to dance and he began to sing. Strangely he seemed to sing for several different people. She was sure magic was involved but it still sounded quite nice.
There's such a sad love
Deep in your eyes, a kind of pale jewel
Open and closed within your eyes
I'll place the sky within your eyes
There's such a fooled heart
Beating so fast in search of new dreams
A love that will last within your heart
I'll place the moon within your heart
As the pain sweeps through
Makes no sense for you
Every thrill has gone
Wasn't too much fun at all
But I'll be there for you-oo-oo
As the world falls down
He smiled as they twirled around the floor. He was glad she wasn't afraid of him any longer.
I'll paint you mornings of gold
I'll spin you Valentine evenings
Though we're strangers till now
We're choosing the path between the stars
I'll leave my love between the stars
This was indeed much better than before. He smiled grinned into her eyes. She smiled back.
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense to fall
Falling
As the world falls down
Falling
"His voice continued to echo off of the walls as the music faded. He new that the right thing to do would be do take a step back and bow but he couldn't make his body do it.
"We need more music," Sarah whispered, smiling up at him.
He grinned and music began to play again.
"How are you enjoying yourself Sarah? Is it better than last time?"
"Much better," Sarah murmured softly, stepping closer to him and nestling her head beneath his chin.
He shuddered again. And let his cheek rest on her head. "So did Hoggle have anything smart to say?"
He laughed softly. "I'll bet he's told everyone that we were hugging. I wonder how far fetched the rumors will get."
"Probably quite far," Sarah whispered, rubbing her cheek against his collarbone.
Jareth smiled, very glad he had chosen to wear the open poets shirt tonight. He was sure he had that shirt for some other purpose that to look good. This was one of them.
They continued to dance slowly until the music faded away. Sarah pulled her head back and smiled up at him.
He looked down at her, having trouble keeping his eyes focused. He could have fallen asleep on his feet. He had never been this relaxed.
"Ready to go back?" he asked quietly.
Sarah sighed, then slowly nodded, nestling her head back beneath his chin and wrapping her arms around his neck.
He quickly made a crystal and zapped them into Sarah's room. He slowly stepped away and bowed.
"Goodnight Sarah."
"Goodnight Jareth, and thank you for tonight," she said softly, watching him.
He smiled and took her hand in his, giving it a light kiss before standing and beginning to walk away.
She slowly sank onto one of the chairs, unable to take her eyes from him.
He looked back over his shoulder before walking out the door and shutting it softly behind him.
Jareth sat in his bathtub, watching as his rubber ducky swam among the white fluffy bubbles. He laced his fingers behind his head and smiled. She liked him. He would have to wear that shirt more often. He leaned back and closed his eyes, smiling at the memories of the day.
Sarah took a quick bath and put on one of the nightgowns she had found in the wardrobe before lying down. Unable to sleep, she looked at the ceiling and though about the day.
As Jareth pulled himself out of his tub and rescued his rubber ducky from the whirlpool of water he wondered why he hadn't kissed her. He guessed he could go back and give her a kiss but what if she was already asleep? That would make it easier then wouldn't it? He smiled, his mind made up. After slipping into a pair of white silk pajama bottoms he slipped out of his rooms, headed for Sarah's.
Sarah heard the door open, but her kept her eyes closed, feigning sleep. She hoped Jareth wouldn't notice her heart beating quickly.
Jareth quietly crept across her floor and sat on the edge of her bed. He looked down at her and smiled. Reaching out, he traced her jawbone with his fingertips then across her lips and stopped. His breath stopped in his throat as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. He meant to stop there but failed miserably and continued to kiss her.
Sarah smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips to his.
Jareth tensed. She was awake! Oh no... His mind soon calmed again however when she began to kiss him back. He slipped his hands under her to her back and held her against him, his mind spinning violently.
Sarah finally pulled back from the kiss and leaned her cheek against his, her breath coming quickly.
Jareth swallowed.
"I couldn't sleep," he said lamely
"Neither could I," Sarah whispered, smiling and rubbing her cheek against his.
He took a deep breath and smiled. She smelled very good. "My stomach feels like it's full of butterflies"
"Mine too," she murmured, kissing his temple and cheek.
He shuddered and began to lay soft kisses along her throat.
Sighing softly, she sat up and tilted her head to the side.
He grinned and continued on to her shoulder, letting his hands travel to her hair.
"I really should get to bed," he mumbled against her skin.
"But you aren't moving," Sarah said, running her hands down his back.
He rested his forehead against her shoulder. "It's hard to move away at the moment."
She smiled and put her hand beneath his chin, bringing his head up. Closing her eyes, she pressed her lips against his in a slow kiss.
Jareth found himself moaning softly against her lips. In a way he was quite happy how this worked out. He wouldn't have been able to do this seven years ago.
Sarah ran her fingers through his hair and wrapped them around his neck, keeping her lips securely fastened to his.
Suddenly Jareth began to laugh. He had to pull away to breath.
"I wonder how many of those rumors are true now," he said still trying to stop from laughing.
"Probably quite a few," Sarah murmured with a chuckle.
He ran his fingers over the features of her face. "I think this has been a good day. I kept all my words and still managed to have a good time."
Sarah smiled at him and let her cheek rest against his hand.
He took a shaky breath and stood. "You should get some sleep. It's been a long day."
Slowly nodding, she looked up at him and smiled. "Don't I get a kiss goodnight?" she asked with a grin.
He grinned his cocky kings grin and pushed her down onto the bed. He covered her with her covers, trapping her arms and gave her a long, slow and hot kiss. After a minute or so he pulled away and kissed her forehead then straightened and backed away from the bed.
"Goodnight," she said softly, watching as he made his way to the door.
He disappeared through the door and leaned up against the other side, grinning from ear to ear. That had been a good idea.
Sarah sighed as she looked at the ceiling, staring at it for a long time before she fell asleep.