The night seemed like an eternity. Jareth could barely contain himself, the feeling of Sarah's skin could still be felt, and the smell of her skin still lingered. Jareth had to act quickly, for he knew he couldn't hold on for much longer. The next day Jareth waited for Sarah to return from school. He changed into his human form. He just sat and waited in Sarah's tree. As he waited he rolled his glass orb from hand to hand nervously contemplating Sarah's arrival. Finally, in the distance, he saw her. She was walking slowly with her backpack draped over her shoulder.

Sarah was thinking of a million things all at once, she had never been this confused, and at the same time uncontrollably excited.

"Hello Sarah. I have been waiting for you." Jareth said as he hoped out of the tree.

"Oh? I hope I haven't kept you to long." Sarah said brushing her hair behind her ear and gently smiling.

"Not at all. I have been waiting for you since the beginning of time." Jareth gently said, moving closer.

Sarah felt as if she couldn't breathe, "oh really?" she managed to squeak out.

Jareth moved even closer to Sarah and whispered, "I have a gift for you to wear to the ball tonight." he reached around her neck and clasped a necklace around her neck.

"Oh its beautiful Jerry but I don't think I..."

Jareth cut her off, "Shhh, I'll see you at eight o'clock in the park at the same place as yesterday." Jareth slowly ran his finger down her cheek. Sarah gently closed her eyes and lost herself in his touch. Jareth turned and began to walk away.

Sarah slowly brought her hands to her neck where he had just placed the necklace, turned and began to walk up the stairs. "What is wrong with me? I can't control my emotions when he is around." She walked into her house and up to her room where she sat at her desk and brushed her hair. "I can't control it; I just can't stop thinking of him. He reminds me so much of…well…him! The way he touches me feels the same and the way he looks into my eyes." Soon it was time for the ball and Sarah hesitantly prepared herself.

Jareth was already ready and awaited her arrival. "Tonight it will be all or nothing I will make her my queen." Jareth paced anxiously, "I can control all around me. I can bend the will of my goblins, yet Sarah seems to be in complete control over me. Humph, I wonder if she suspects anything. Can she feel it is me? The way she stares back into my eyes as if to look into my very being…" Jareth continued at a slow pace.

"Hello." A soft voice called from the shadows.

"I'm glade you came Sarah I was afraid you wouldn't show."

She stepped out of the shadows wearing an all white gown that barely brushed the ground. It was shoulder-less with a pale blue scarf that covered her shoulders. Her hair was put up into a well designed bun that framed her face with long curls. "Words can't describe the way you look tonight Sarah." He slowly walked to her and gently pulled a flower from behind his back. He presented it to her, "I should have brought a poet to capture the words that I feel."

Sarah blushed faintly, "Your words are so precise, and it's as if you know what to say and when to say it. Why is it that you can read me? And see so deep into me?" Sarah said as she twirled the rose in her fingers.

Jareth looked into her eyes and smiled, "Let's be off. You don't want to be late to your ball do you?" he touched the little pink stone on Sarah's necklace, and a flash of light surrounded their bodies transporting them into a room filled with people dancing and laughing. Without even noticing the sudden change of scenery, Sarah found herself in Jareth's arms slowly dancing to a hauntingly familiar tune.

"This place, this song, why do I want to remember this? But yet my mind wont let me." Their eyes locked into each other. Neither could look away, with the strength of Jareth's spell and the strength of the necklace's power Sarah was enveloped into Jareth's masquerade. Jareth could feel Sarah was slowly giving in. She was right for his final strike. Jareth stopped dancing and lead her to a small room off in the corner. In the background she could hear the laughter of the other dancers but she couldn't react she just could only follow. Jareth lead her into the small room dimly lit with what seemed to be hundreds of candles. Surrounding the room was dark purple velvet draperies, and in the center of the room stood a velvet chaise. Jareth slowly laid Sarah down and props himself up next to her. He slowly moved in for a kiss. Jareth changed form for the final time back into his true form. Jareth began kissing Sarah's neck slowly from the top of her chest above her dress line. He slowly made his way up, kissing gently inch by inch. He wouldn't leave a spot un-kissed. Sarah started to breathe heavily, and placed her hand on Jareth's neck, Sarah let out a faint moan. She couldn't control herself as she felt her body get warmer and warmer. Jareth moved his hand and gently placed it on her knee, making his way to her thigh and squeezed her leg. Sarah breathed in deeply and prepared herself for what was to follow. Suddenly she grabbed his head in blind passion and began a deep kiss meant for only two passionate souls. Sarah was still on edge as Jareth slowly brought his hand back down towards Sarah's knee. Sarah was still engaged in there kiss as Jareth pulled back from their kiss.

He smiled softly and said "Is it what you wish?"

Barely able to breathe Sarah mustered a reply, "Please, I want to."

Slowly Jareth began to move his hand toward her upper thigh. He leaned in and whisperd "I ask for so little, just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave."

Suddenly Sarah pulled away in surprise "Goblin king?" She hesitated, "But I cant, this isn't, I..." Jareth leaned back into her and wraped his arms around her neck, and unclasped her necklace.

"Now look at me Sarah, I came back for you even after you defeated me, I told you in the very beginning everything I do I do for you. I want you to be my queen…. By choice not by my spell. Will you sit by my side, Sarah and rule underneath me?"

"How could you do this to me? You tricked me! Why do you haunt me still?"

"I don't haunt you child, you were meant to be by my side. All I have done is to come to give you what you are destined to have and to be."

Sarah looked down with and with a solitary tear she got up, "Let me go Jareth. I want to go back home, right now!" Jareth slowly stood, and wiped away Sarah's tear.

"Sarah please, how else can I prove my love for you? I took the goblin child from you as you wished, and it wasn't good enough! You destroyed my kingdom….you destroyed me, yet I walked the streets of hell and came back again to give you what you deserve! Yet again it's not good enough. What do you want from me Sarah?"

Sarah pulled away, "I…let me go home."

"Is that what you truly wish Sarah?" she softly shook her head after a moment. "I will give you what you want then. But I will tell you this, all I ever wanted is to make you my queen Sarah, no one will ever love you the way I do. And you know it my spell had almost worn off as we embraced each other. You still welcomed me. You know you are meant to be with me. Why do you fight your destiny? You dream of being on a stage commanding the attention of an audience, I'm offering you the attention of a Kingdom."

"Stop right there! Don't you dare say you do this for me! You put me under a spell I didn't realize-"

"No, you stop Sarah! You know as well as I do that is not the case. We are more a part of

each other than you know. I know what feelings you were having far before this."

"I… want… to… go… home! Please."

"As you wish." Jareth gently raised his hand and instantly Sarah was back home in her bed. The masquerade ball Jareth created fell apart and Jareth walked to his throne room. Sarah lied on her bed and nestled her stuffed bear, Lancelot. She began to sob, "Why, he is right, I do love him. I don't know why I don't know how but somewhere in me I know his words are the truth. But still I'm so afraid."

Back at his palace Jareth sat in his throne, his leg propped up on the arm rest. "What is this damn feeling? I can't figure it out; it's as if my heart is torn in half." Sivit slowly crawled from the ceiling and wrapped himself around Jareth's neck. Stroking his soft white coat, Jareth gently kissed Sivit's nose. "I don't know why. I feel so helpless Sivit. Bribl stop lurking in the shadows you dolt!"

Bribl slowly walked out, cupping his hands he walks close to Jareth's throne, "Bribl no very smart your highness, perhaps your highness heart is broken? Fliget."

"What? I am the goblin king, how is it possible for a mortal girl to bring me down twice?"

"Bribl no think it as easy as your highness believe. Fliget."

Jareth looked at Bribl in apprehension, and raised his hand, "I don't have the patience for this right now Bribl. Why don't you go and tend to my grivit bushes."

Bribl nodded his head in compliance and began to walk away. Suddenly out of nowhere Jareth called "Bribl!"

Bribl turned, "Yes your highness? Fliget."

"Thank you." He said.

Bribl's face lit up like a candle, "Oh no your highness, Bribl thank your highness."

Jareth let a small smile from the side of his mouth and signaled for Bribl to let him be alone for the time being. As Bribl turned and walked away, a small tear rolled down Jareth's cheek as he continued to stroke Sivit. With a quick shiver and purr, Sivit rustled around for a moment then settled back into nuzzling in Jareth's neck.

Author's Note: To all those who have reviewed my story: Thank you, it means a lot that you took some time to actually review my story. For all the positive feedback, it helps in giving me motivation to write, so please keep all the feedback coming! Expect chapter 6 (the final chapter) to arrive soon!

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