Threats and Promises

By: CreativeImagination (that's me!)

Edited By: (my lovely and most wonderful friend) LadyArwen

Inspired by: my muse

Chapter Four

Author's note: This chapter I have dedicated to Acantha Mardivey. - Glad you got your fiancé back.

My mind went blank, though I'm sure my expression resembled that of a deer in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle. Was he kidding? He HAD to be kidding… right? He couldn't be THAT egotistical, could he? It was obvious he was by the way he was looking at me. But what choice did I have… unless of course I wanted to have a three year long vacation.

"Are you kidding?" I asked, just to be sure. You never know with Jareth, and, I wasn't taking any chances. He shook his head no and I felt exceedingly embarrassed. To have to get down on my knees and –ugh- kiss his boots of all things. Slowly, I knelt down on one knee and leaned over. My face grew hot, and I felt the blush release and stream through my cheeks like a hot river. I quickly placed my lips on the black shinny leather and then the other. I moved back and stood to my feet, trying not to look as humiliated as I felt.

"One week," I repeated "nothing more." He patted me on the head as if I was a puppy and gave a small smile. On his face was a brash expression but his eyes shown something different. I couldn't understand it, he's face said 'I have you in my grasp, this week will be the most tormenting week of your pitiful life' but his eyes said 'I'm sorry'. As he spoke, I noticed that his eyes didn't go along with his expressions. And it was annoying because, it didn't match and was driving me insane.

"I'll take you to your room," he said dryly and grabbed my shirt sleeve and dragged me through the hall. He stopped in front of a door and opened it and practically tossed me in. Quickly shutting the door behind him I heard him walk back down the hall. Something was very wrong… VERY wrong, u just couldn't put my finger on it. But I was tired, and upset and needed to sleep.

Looking around the room I was a little shocked at how beautiful it was. First thing I noticed was the large stained glass window. It opened to go out onto the balcony, but the window itself was, well, beyond words. The floor was a light sanded down stone, as were the walls (but then, ALL the walls in the castle were like that). The comforter on the bed was soft and a deep green color (ha, my favorite) and there was a modernized bathroom connected to my room. I tossed myself on the bed and covered my head with the pillow with a sigh. Sure, the room was nice, but Jareth was acting funny, and this… Elaine girl, well, she was just obnoxious (A/N: thanks Innogen).

Soon enough, I fell asleep, or at least, I think I did. It was very dark… and quiet… but I could see all around me.

"Hello?" I called out and a small light illuminated the room, kinda. I walked a little more until I heard someone behind me. Spinning around, I looked upon a young boy, about sixteen years of age (like myself).

"Hello," he said simply "are you lost?" I looked at him, he had light blondish hair which was pulled into a ponytail and was wearing a light cream colored poet shirt on. He had a dark brown pair of chinos on and a pair of chocolate brown work boots on.

"Uh, no," I said looking around "I think I'm sleeping." A twisted smile formed on his face and he walked a little closer. As he did, I saw his eyes. One, an artistic blue while the other, a earthy brown. My eyes widened as I frowned. "Are," I paused "are you-?"

"Kind of," he smiled "I am Jareth but, am not." I gave a dry look.

"That doesn't help," I muttered and he sighed.

"I'm Jareth's subconscious," he muttered "more or less."

"Oh," I breathed "then maybe you can tell me, why the hell he's being such an ass hole." I felt my blood boil again but the boy walked closer to me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"I can't tell you," he admitted "actually, I can't tell you a lot of things. I've been sent here to get you to go on a quest to save Jareth's life."

"What?!"

Reviews:

Innogen: Tell me about it. ::rolls eyes:: don't worry though, she'll get hers

Acantha Mardivey: Oh! I'm so sorry!! I'm SO glad that you got your fiancé back! ::hugs back:: Yeah, well, you'll understand why Jareth is acting funny soon enough. Seems a little bi polar huh? And yeah!! I've been wanting to go see that, I just need to find someone to go with (lack of friends you know). But if I can't find someone to hang with, I'll just take my goblin friends with me (sighs though they DO reek havoc at the snack bar)

Moonjava: NO NO NO NO! Don't be quiet! - I love how you always review, that's why I say it so much. And as I said before, you'll find out whats going on with Jareth soon enough, or maybe I'll make you all wait ::laughs evilly::

Solea: don't worry Solea, as I've said before, you'll find out what's going on soon. But I have to agree, Jareth is awfully hot when he's evil.

Lyss: … thanks?

Nikki-dee: ok, ok! This next chapter is just for you.

Rosakara13: Oh good, I'm glad he's asleep. Hiya Jack-Jack.

LadyAniviel: Aww, don't hate his guts just yet (as if anyone could), you'll see.

Silver Ash: don't worry, there's something coming up that'll explain why his majesty is being a royal pain in the ass.

Ledderlegs: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU REVIEWED!! Thanks so much!! Glad you liked it.