To put worries at ease. YES this is a Jareth Sarah fic, haven't any of you wanted to see the might Goblin King jealous?
He said it in such a tone she had to laugh at it. "You bet your butt I missed you! God where have you been?"
"Well lets just say that I had something come up and I'll tell you later. Right now young lady you have better show me you haven't been slacking." She blushed crimson in guilt. "Say it isn't so Sarah!" He put a hand over his heart trying his best to look mortally wounded. His smiling face ruined the affect.
"It is so. Something came up and I haven't practiced in three months." He gave her a worried look and she changed subjects. "Look you know the drill I'll be down in five and have Toby set in another. Then we can get to work." Running up to her room she was soon digging through a box she kept well hidden in the depths of her closet. Pulling out the outfit she began to strip herself of the scant amount she was wearing. She was quick to pull on her unitard, not trusting Jareth to give her the privacy she cherished so dearly. He made his appearance when she was in the middle of adjusting the skintight garment. Glancing to him she darted her eyes back to her work when she caught sight of the fury in his gaze.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He demanded.
"Getting ready." She replied. Pulling the underwear portion over her outfit. The sports bra that was her top soon followed it. She was a colorful piece of work, black covering her body with a deep blue underwear portion and a magenta top. Pulling on the shoes that at first appeared too tiny for her but in the end fit perfectly, elastic was a wonderful thing. She was soon ready to start her workout. Only there was a problem. Jareth, and the fact that he was blocking her exit with himself. "Move please." She tried, holding her bag in one hand.
"Elaborate."
"No. Look you can't touch him cause you have no claims on him. I know it you know it. You don't control me and in all truth no one does, or ever has. So please step aside before I call for Mick, and trust me when I say you won't appreciate the experience." She could only hope that he didn't know that she was insinuating that the door would knock him flat.
"I'll be watching." She rolled her eyes.
"What else is new? Why don't you just leave me alone?" She muttered as she stepped past the older man and nearly leapt the entire staircase. In a motion that was as fluid as a babbling brook she swept Toby into her arms and let the dog grace the couch in the living room, the one that was now pushed to the wall with other furniture. Laying Toby back onto her dog she took in the space that her friend had created.
"Warm-ups Williams." He ordered, taking on his drill sergeant tone. At this moment he was not her friend, he was her instructor. This would be a long lesson.
He watched the pair with a gaze that should have bored holes into the skull of the mortal boy. It was all he was, a mere boy compared to himself. Yet she was subjugating herself to his criticism and rude comments, with no protest as she often displayed for him. Instead of shouting she would nod and correct herself or do as she was ordered. He was surprised to find out how limber she was, and that her body moved in ways he hadn't seen humans do before. He held in a feral sound as the boy positioned her on one leg. Standing on her left foot, on her toe in what he was sure was a most uncomfortable pair of slippers, toe shoes she had called them, he kept pushing her right leg higher into the air. Soon both his hands were sliding down her sides and adjusting her balance. Occasionally brushing against her chest. He was ready to launch a crystal at the fool for touching his Sarah in such a way when he spoke, no longer in the cold tone he had been using for the last three hours. "Do you feel that Sarah?"
"I feel the blood draining from my body and the need to melt into the floor. But if you mean the change of stance and balance yes. Can I die now?" She pleaded.
"No you may not die but yes you can go through your cooling off. I'll get the ice."
"Thank you, you sadistic bastard." She grumbled lowly.
"I heard that." Jareth saw her give a sweet smile that he had never seen grace her face.
"I know." He recalled her smile when the boy had called her. He had known her to be beautiful, but she had somehow gone beyond that with a mere smile. Slowly she began to perform a routine that he could tell was second nature to her. As she began to unlace her shoes he saw the damage her feet had undergone. Blood smeared her skin and she grimaced as she rubbed them.
"You're the only one I know who doesn't moan and gripe about her feet when we finish."
"I'm the only one who can stand a little pain." She muttered, not talking about her feet. Mick knew what she was insinuating. He had known her since kindergarten. No one knew her better than him, and no one knew him better than her.
"Sarah, you need to let it out sometimes. Its not a weakness." He tried; as always he was trying to get her to open up, let some of her true emotions spill out. As always it didn't work.
"I deal with my ways in my own way Mick. You know that better than anyone. Some scream theirs out for the world, some hide it all."
"And you cover it with another." Mick sighed and she accepted the ice pack without a sound. "You seemed to have warmed to Toby since I last was here."
"Ya, someone took a sledgehammer to my thick head, it put enough of a dent in my skull to knock in a fragment of sense." He grinned as she poked fun at her own stubborn ways.
"Sarah if only…" He teased. She knew what he meant.
"And speaking of 'if only' how is dear B." She questioned, just now recalling that Jareth was watching them. She wondered how much of what had been said he understood.
"Good. We've moved in together. Dad kicked me out when he found out. By the way you are more than welcome to move in with us or crash if you need to. I also have the message of several of the guys. It is and I quote. 'Get your ass back in class, we'll even pay the way.' What do you have to say to that?" Her smile faltered.
"Miss Ra-Ra offered to give my lessons for free, you know how she went on about my talent. Karen said no, waste of time and all. She has him wrapped around her finger. I lost one of my few joys." She shrugged at the fact, but the thought of moving out was rolled about her mind for a bit. She filed it away to think about later.
"Speaking of the old hag where is your jail keeper?"
"They went on a trip for a few nights, I have Toby until they finish."
"Meaning you can have a party." Her face dropped and he gave off a laugh that could melt a less hardened girls heart.
"Mc Marvic I swear on your balls that…" He cut her off. Knowing all too well her temper.
"I only mean the gang."
"And Bernardo."
"Yes Bernie, you don't mind do you?"
"A chance to see him? Hardly, fine. You get all the stuff and I'll set everything up. Just make sure the neighbors don't see this stuff. You know how I have more spies on me than some bases in Russia." He nodded once more. Kissing her damp head he gathered his things and headed for the door. Waving to him lazily from the floor she blew a kiss, one of which he caught dramatically, before he was gone. Taking a deep breath she met eyes with a furious Fae. 'I don't think I've ever seen him this pissed.' She thought pointlessly.
Two in one night not bad huh? I wrote this nearly after completing my last update. So basically it's the same little thing down here. Tell me what you want to see happen and stuff in the reviews and I'll try to get it in.
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