Forever With You: Chapter Two.
Disclaimer: I do not own Labryinth. I merely own Katherine and Gabriel.
Oh, and sorry that this is rather disjointed from the first chapter, it has been suck a long time since I updated. .As many of you know. .
Inside the house the girls stared at each other, resting from their scuffle.
"Are you sure we can't rehearse Hamlet?" Sarah pleaded, half jokingly.
"If you so much as mutter that cursed word again, I will run into the theatre, opening night and yell out the name of The Bard's Play." Katherine threatened, eyes narrowed.
"You wouldn't!" Sarah gasped out, her turn to fall to the floor, her arms wrapped tight around her. Kat responded with a cruel smirk. "..you would." Sarah sighed, knowing her friend all to well.
"So," Katherine smirked. "What ever shall we do." She bit her lip, glancing around the room, resting finally on her camcorder. "We could have an erratically tantric pillow fight. You know, the kind guys would pay money to watch. You know how I do like money."
"No!" Sarah yelped. "I will not lose my innocence for a few dollars from a bunch of PERVERTS!" She stomped her foot, a layer of defiance thick in her voice. Katherine merely smirked, used to her friend's shows of will. Smoothly, she replied.
"Lose it again you mean? I recall this one time when you had stayed over. It was not long ago. The night of the hot chocolate and caramels," she clutched at her heart. "It was a day of dreams for me. You would take back those midnight confessions? Those gentle, taped caresses?"
Sarah paled. "W..what tapes? What confessions?" fretting, she watched her friend, her bown eyes intent. Seeing Kat's face dissolve into a wide grin, she whacked her on the arm. "How dare you! How can I call you a friend!" Pondering for a moment, Kat responded.
"Oh, I think it was the blackmail, or the cupcakes. I bought your friendship with a cupcake, and you know it." She smiled freely, eyes glittering with laughter.
* * *
"They are rather animated, aren't they?" The deep voice chuckled out. Beside him, Jareth bristled.
"Yes, but then my Sarah has always been a lively girl." A hint of possession rose in his voice, wanting to be certain Gabriel wouldn't risk changing his mind and going after his Sarah. That's what Gabriel was after all, a man to toy with the hearts of young women. He held himself as a cupid figure, though Jareth knew that deep down, all Gabriel truly enjoyed was the suffering of others. A cold, calculating man, in essence, he was everything that Sarah believed Jareth had been, that and worse.
"So it's a bargain then?" The crow turned it's head so a glittering eye could observe the owl.
"Yes." Jareth sighed, desperate to have Sarah returned. "I agree. Now, what do you propse?"
There we go, that was all jolly good fun. Please, tell me if I'm doing anything terribly wrong with the first chapter melding into this one. I'm not sure where this will go, well, I do have some idea. It may get darker, er, it will get darker. Perhaps it may even be moved up in rating towards the latter chapters. Toodliedoo.
Disclaimer: I do not own Labryinth. I merely own Katherine and Gabriel.
Oh, and sorry that this is rather disjointed from the first chapter, it has been suck a long time since I updated. .As many of you know. .
Inside the house the girls stared at each other, resting from their scuffle.
"Are you sure we can't rehearse Hamlet?" Sarah pleaded, half jokingly.
"If you so much as mutter that cursed word again, I will run into the theatre, opening night and yell out the name of The Bard's Play." Katherine threatened, eyes narrowed.
"You wouldn't!" Sarah gasped out, her turn to fall to the floor, her arms wrapped tight around her. Kat responded with a cruel smirk. "..you would." Sarah sighed, knowing her friend all to well.
"So," Katherine smirked. "What ever shall we do." She bit her lip, glancing around the room, resting finally on her camcorder. "We could have an erratically tantric pillow fight. You know, the kind guys would pay money to watch. You know how I do like money."
"No!" Sarah yelped. "I will not lose my innocence for a few dollars from a bunch of PERVERTS!" She stomped her foot, a layer of defiance thick in her voice. Katherine merely smirked, used to her friend's shows of will. Smoothly, she replied.
"Lose it again you mean? I recall this one time when you had stayed over. It was not long ago. The night of the hot chocolate and caramels," she clutched at her heart. "It was a day of dreams for me. You would take back those midnight confessions? Those gentle, taped caresses?"
Sarah paled. "W..what tapes? What confessions?" fretting, she watched her friend, her bown eyes intent. Seeing Kat's face dissolve into a wide grin, she whacked her on the arm. "How dare you! How can I call you a friend!" Pondering for a moment, Kat responded.
"Oh, I think it was the blackmail, or the cupcakes. I bought your friendship with a cupcake, and you know it." She smiled freely, eyes glittering with laughter.
* * *
"They are rather animated, aren't they?" The deep voice chuckled out. Beside him, Jareth bristled.
"Yes, but then my Sarah has always been a lively girl." A hint of possession rose in his voice, wanting to be certain Gabriel wouldn't risk changing his mind and going after his Sarah. That's what Gabriel was after all, a man to toy with the hearts of young women. He held himself as a cupid figure, though Jareth knew that deep down, all Gabriel truly enjoyed was the suffering of others. A cold, calculating man, in essence, he was everything that Sarah believed Jareth had been, that and worse.
"So it's a bargain then?" The crow turned it's head so a glittering eye could observe the owl.
"Yes." Jareth sighed, desperate to have Sarah returned. "I agree. Now, what do you propse?"
There we go, that was all jolly good fun. Please, tell me if I'm doing anything terribly wrong with the first chapter melding into this one. I'm not sure where this will go, well, I do have some idea. It may get darker, er, it will get darker. Perhaps it may even be moved up in rating towards the latter chapters. Toodliedoo.