Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth or anything that has to do with
Labyrinth. But, uh, my lawyer is really good.
Author's Notes: You'll notice that the 'ocean' and landscape I described is similar to that described in the song I inserted in the first chapter. I did that on purpose, alrighty? I apologize for the sappiness in this fic. Oh yes. If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all. At least use that when reviewing. It hurts my feelings when you say something not nice. I'm trying to make a good fic, I really am. Thank you.
Sarah slammed into her room and sat on her bed in a huff. Oh, the terrible things she wanted to happen to that cursed man. //But why don't you tell him how much you hate him?\\ she asked herself. //You used to be able to. Why can't you now?\\ Sarah shook her head.
"Now what?" she asked the air. She stood up and went to her armoire. She pulled it open and looked at the many dresses inside of it.
Her eyes fell on a beautiful white dress. It was the thin sort, not the type to flow out much. Some, but not much. She fell in love with it as soon as she saw it. It was made of a cottony material, and it had a white floral design stitched into it. Sarah pulled it out and decided right then to put it on.
She pulled off all her outer clothing, throwing it into a heap on the floor. She pulled on the white dress, feeling excitement as she did so. When she went to find the small shoes that would match the gown, she found them tied together with a long white ribbon.
She put on the shoes and tied the ribbon in her hair. She looked in her mirror. She sighed with contentment both at the fact that she thought she looked nice in the get-up and that she had just spent fifteen minutes of her time.
Sarah sighed and sat on the bed. Suddenly, a wave of tiredness washed over her, and she fell to lay on the bed, asleep.
Jareth paced his rooms until nightfall.
He waited until late to change into his outfit for this hopeful occasion. He changed into white pants, white billowing shirt, and a white vest. He wore white boots. His pendant he wore under his shirt.
"Oh Sarah, I hope you like my ocean," he sighed. He took a breath and silently stalked to Sarah's room.
He found Sarah asleep on her bed. He sighed from her beauty. He strode to the bedside and bent over her. He put on hand on her shoulder and lightly shook her. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his instantly. To Jareth's surprise, she held it as she stood up. She tore her eyes away as she said, "I'm ready, Jareth." Jareth smirked.
"You must be tired. You're treating me with respect."
"Let's just get to this ocean of yours." Jareth nodded and held out his hand. Sarah gulped and took it.
They were instantly transported to a beautiful grassy field. They were surrounded by green hills. Jareth led Sarah up one of the hills. They were on a grassy cliff that hung far out over the ocean. There were short rows of cypress trees everywhere except in front of them, as they stood at the edge of the cliff. The moon was shining, the water reflecting it, and the stars burned brightly.
Jareth turned to Sarah. She was gazing around in wonder. "It's beautiful," she whispered.
"Like you," Jareth replied. Sarah licked her lips and turned her body to face him.
Her head tilted up to face him. Jareth took her other hand in his.
"You look like a ghost, Sarah. The moonlight on your face makes you pale, but all the more beautiful."
"I..."
"Stop. Don't say anything. I only bring those I love here." Sarah's eyes grew dim, and her brow furrowed. "And how many girls would that be?"
"One. You." Sarah's brow went back to its original position, but it was quivering. Jareth smiled slightly. "I will ask you this once and only once. You may never take back your answer once you do answer. Sarah, will you stay here in the Underground with me, or will you return Aboveground. I will grant whatever you wish."
"You would send me home?"
"Yes."
"Then...I'll stay."
"You what?" Jareth stared at Sarah in confused wonder. "Why?"
"Becau-" Jareth couldn't hold it in any longer. He didn't wait for her answer. He leaned forward and pressed his lips fiercely against her own. He wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling a warm feeling as her arms wrapped around his neck.
As Sarah opened her mouth to allow Jareth inside of it, she whispered, "I love you."
At that moment, a fierce wind blew. Jareth and Sarah's white clothing whipped ferociously against their bodies, making a peaceful sound as the leaves in the cypress trees rustled fiercely against each other, and the sound of the waves against the rocks blended with it.
The two broke their kiss and held each other tightly against the cold, not really searching for a shelter from the wind. They didn't need it. The warmth from inside both of them was enough.
What do you think? Now, I can continue. Only if you want me to, though. Let me know, okay?
Author's Notes: You'll notice that the 'ocean' and landscape I described is similar to that described in the song I inserted in the first chapter. I did that on purpose, alrighty? I apologize for the sappiness in this fic. Oh yes. If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all. At least use that when reviewing. It hurts my feelings when you say something not nice. I'm trying to make a good fic, I really am. Thank you.
Sarah slammed into her room and sat on her bed in a huff. Oh, the terrible things she wanted to happen to that cursed man. //But why don't you tell him how much you hate him?\\ she asked herself. //You used to be able to. Why can't you now?\\ Sarah shook her head.
"Now what?" she asked the air. She stood up and went to her armoire. She pulled it open and looked at the many dresses inside of it.
Her eyes fell on a beautiful white dress. It was the thin sort, not the type to flow out much. Some, but not much. She fell in love with it as soon as she saw it. It was made of a cottony material, and it had a white floral design stitched into it. Sarah pulled it out and decided right then to put it on.
She pulled off all her outer clothing, throwing it into a heap on the floor. She pulled on the white dress, feeling excitement as she did so. When she went to find the small shoes that would match the gown, she found them tied together with a long white ribbon.
She put on the shoes and tied the ribbon in her hair. She looked in her mirror. She sighed with contentment both at the fact that she thought she looked nice in the get-up and that she had just spent fifteen minutes of her time.
Sarah sighed and sat on the bed. Suddenly, a wave of tiredness washed over her, and she fell to lay on the bed, asleep.
Jareth paced his rooms until nightfall.
He waited until late to change into his outfit for this hopeful occasion. He changed into white pants, white billowing shirt, and a white vest. He wore white boots. His pendant he wore under his shirt.
"Oh Sarah, I hope you like my ocean," he sighed. He took a breath and silently stalked to Sarah's room.
He found Sarah asleep on her bed. He sighed from her beauty. He strode to the bedside and bent over her. He put on hand on her shoulder and lightly shook her. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his instantly. To Jareth's surprise, she held it as she stood up. She tore her eyes away as she said, "I'm ready, Jareth." Jareth smirked.
"You must be tired. You're treating me with respect."
"Let's just get to this ocean of yours." Jareth nodded and held out his hand. Sarah gulped and took it.
They were instantly transported to a beautiful grassy field. They were surrounded by green hills. Jareth led Sarah up one of the hills. They were on a grassy cliff that hung far out over the ocean. There were short rows of cypress trees everywhere except in front of them, as they stood at the edge of the cliff. The moon was shining, the water reflecting it, and the stars burned brightly.
Jareth turned to Sarah. She was gazing around in wonder. "It's beautiful," she whispered.
"Like you," Jareth replied. Sarah licked her lips and turned her body to face him.
Her head tilted up to face him. Jareth took her other hand in his.
"You look like a ghost, Sarah. The moonlight on your face makes you pale, but all the more beautiful."
"I..."
"Stop. Don't say anything. I only bring those I love here." Sarah's eyes grew dim, and her brow furrowed. "And how many girls would that be?"
"One. You." Sarah's brow went back to its original position, but it was quivering. Jareth smiled slightly. "I will ask you this once and only once. You may never take back your answer once you do answer. Sarah, will you stay here in the Underground with me, or will you return Aboveground. I will grant whatever you wish."
"You would send me home?"
"Yes."
"Then...I'll stay."
"You what?" Jareth stared at Sarah in confused wonder. "Why?"
"Becau-" Jareth couldn't hold it in any longer. He didn't wait for her answer. He leaned forward and pressed his lips fiercely against her own. He wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling a warm feeling as her arms wrapped around his neck.
As Sarah opened her mouth to allow Jareth inside of it, she whispered, "I love you."
At that moment, a fierce wind blew. Jareth and Sarah's white clothing whipped ferociously against their bodies, making a peaceful sound as the leaves in the cypress trees rustled fiercely against each other, and the sound of the waves against the rocks blended with it.
The two broke their kiss and held each other tightly against the cold, not really searching for a shelter from the wind. They didn't need it. The warmth from inside both of them was enough.
What do you think? Now, I can continue. Only if you want me to, though. Let me know, okay?
