Annnnnnd I've been busy lately. =))))). I'm really sorry. First Term Exams just finished and I'm free from the pile of work school gave me. So yeah. Oh and expect long chapters starting from this chapter alright? I noticed my chapters had a consistency on how long it is and I'm going to break that now.

And His Majesty has been appearing to me lately demanding that I continue writing this story. (Yes. His songs kept playing in my iPhone when it was on shuffle. And that doesn't happen often.

Again, sorry for the wait. I hope I didn't disappoint. Please tell me what you think about this. Honestly. :D.

I will now stop my rambling, I will stop bothering you and let you read now. Enjoy!

"He missed it. He totally missed it." Sarah grumbled as she glared at her window.

Well it's been weeks since you last fought. And he walked out, mind you. Don't expect him to come back just because you want to without making up.

"You really aren't helping, you know. And stop making me sound like a spoiled princess." At this point, the newly turned 18-year-old didn't care if someone found her weird for talking to herself. She had other important things to care about: Like how Jareth missed her 18th' birthday. He never missed a birthday. And he missed it because of their stupid fight that occurred weeks ago.

Well what CAN you do? You offended him by saying that he isn't a normal friend to you…

Sarah sighed. She admitted that was striking a bit too low but he did tried to tell her what to do, and he himself knows she hated that. She didn't want other people telling her what to do. He was no exception.

You aren't fooling anyone Sarah. You saw the way his eyes changed and the moment his lips suddenly turned upside down. You hurt him. And he had a right to get mad. Daniel WAS intruding in your time together.

'Who's side are you on?' She glared at her inner voice.

I'm just saying. Maybe you should apologize first. The Man has a huge ego, but his pride is even bigger than that.

Sarah shook her head and stared down at her History book on the desk.

"You're right… Maybe I should apologize… I do miss his presence and his constant bothersome attitude…"

See? There you go! Now just get his tight little ass here and apologize.

"I will apologize. After HE apologizes to me first. He's a king, yes. But he's not a king in my world. We're equals. That doesn't give him the right to think he's superior than I am. And it IS his fault. He started the whole damn thing." Sarah said as she went back to her History book, ending their conversation.

Her inner voice gave an inaudible sigh. You truly are a stubborn girl.

Sarah only grunted.

And trust me dear. He IS the king of your world.

Now you would think that it would be very unusual to find the King of the Goblins sitting on his chair behind the study table just glaring holes at the stack of papers that awaited his attention. Not to mention his constant mumbling too.

The goblins learned to steer clear of his Highness by the time he had sent his 37th goblin to the bog for no reason at all.

It was particularly worse on Sarah's birthday. Jareth couldn't go to her, greet her and give her a gift like he usually did. And this was all because of his pride.

Many unsuspecting goblins were either dropped in an oubliette, the Bog or a tub filled with water and soap that day. It was horrible.

If only he had not been stupid enough and start a fight with her that only got her angry at him and ended with him walking out, he would've been lying on her bed trying to annoy the hell out of her right now.

"I am an Idiot. I am an Idiot. Why am I so stupid?" Jareth mumbled as he placed his head between his hands and groaned.

Someone chuckled in the room.

Jareth lifted his head to find his mother, Queen Titania, standing by the window of his library. She had her slender hand covering her mouth.

"Well isn't this a sight for sore eyes. My son, the almighty king of the ill-mannered goblins, is sulking in the darkest part of his library. Why am I not surprised." She smiled. He only glared at her.

"I am not sulking. I am glowering ominously!" Jareth huffed in a manner totally out of his own character and continued to burn the stack of paperwork with his eyes. This only caused his mother to shake her head and give out a soft chuckle. She walked towards where he was and stood at the front of his desk.

"Call it what you will, dear. You're still sulking." He only glared harder. She sighed. He wasn't giving in to her weak attempt at humor.

"As much as I find it amusing and entertaining that you are like this, love, as a mother, it hurts me. To know you're frustrated and angry. Jareth, doing this is not only hurting you but it is also hurting her."

He only stayed as he was as she sat on one of the soft plush chairs that was facing his desk. A goblin entered the room carrying a small tray. On it was a tea pot and two cups. Titania thanked the goblin as he placed it on the small desk in between the two chairs.

"You're acting like you're 9 years old again."

"Well what would you do if you and dad had a fight and he walked away?" He asked her as he took the cup that was offered to him. She smiled.

"I would go after your father. Of course, I will do it after we both calm down enough that anything we both say won't spark the flames again."

"See? That's what someone who cares will do, but no. I don't understand why she can't do that! Why does she have to be such a hard-headed woman?"

Titania only grinned knowingly.

"But that's only one of the things you love about her." She smiled at him. Jareth looked away.

"Listen Jareth, no one is going to back down unless someone admits defeat and be the one who will make the first move. I understand that the both of you think you're right. And that's true. Both of your sides have a point yet both of you have a fault in this too." Jareth started to interfere but the Faerie Queen only held her hand up to silence him.

"Let me finish." She gave him a stern look and he only sighed. Titania waited to make sure she had her son's full attention.

"Yes, just because she made a mistake doesn't mean you have not. It's time to man up Jareth. If you keep doing this, you're only going to lose her…"

"You don't understand, Mother. He's… The way he looks at her. It's like… I can't explain it! All I know is, that everytime he does look at her, I feel the need to claw his eyes out so he won't look at her again. Everytime he's near her, I feel like sending him to the bog so Sarah can't bear to be near him. You don't even want to know what I want to do to him when he touches her."

"Someone's got the case of the big green." She said in a sing song voice.

"The what?"

"It's called Jealousy, Darling. You're jealous of Danny." He scoffed and shifted in his seat.

"Jealous? Are you serious mother? Do you even know what you're saying? Jealous? Psh." He said as he drank his tea. The queen only smiled at her brilliant yet clueless son.

"There's no point in lying to your own mother, Jareth. Others only see what you want them to see, yet I can see what you don't want others to see." He sighed in defeat. He knew there was no point in arguing with this mother about this. There isn't any use to hiding it either.

"I just wish she can see that no matter how much I try, I can only take so much. I hate him with a passion and I'll never be friends, let alone acquaintances, with the likes of that mortal."

Titania took a sip from her tea and examined her son. His hair wasn't as lively as it used to be, hanging around him like dead vines. He had dark circles under his eyes due to the lack of sleep. He looked like he wasn't eating much either. She knew how much this troubled him. But if she could only make him see past his pride, then she would be able to help her son fix things before it's too late.

"Even if it's going to mean that he'll be making her happy someday?" Jareth turned and faced the window. He summoned a crystal and started to play with it silently.

"Maybe if he stops taking Sarah's attention from me, than maybe I'll consider it." His eyes squinted as he said this.

"Jareth, you should be happy he's there for her. I mean, maybe it's for best if he joins the picture, just in case anything happens." She told him.

"You know I don't like sharing mother."

"I know. And that's always the problem I had with you ever since you were born. You would never share anything. But maybe, you can make a special case, just this once?"

"You don't know how much you're asking from me." He said as he faced her.

"Didn't you also promise yourself that you'll do anything to make her happy? No matter what?"

She caught him there. He sighed. He hated it when his mother was able to talk some sense into him, and no matter how much he hated to admit it, he would always see her side. He sighed in defeat. She stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder. She gave it a small squeeze.

"Go to her. It's not too late. You can still make things better between the two of you. I know you want to." She smiled at him reassuringly. He smiled at his mother and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you. You always know how to knock some sense into me."

"Of course. With how huge your ego is blocking the view, you definitely need someone to push it aside and make you really see."

They laughed. Jareth hugged his mother and left with a puff of glitter. The Faerie Queen only smiled and shook her head.

"Honestly. You two have the biggest pride I have ever seen. Definitely made for each other."

It was raining and Sarah was on her desk trying to finishing her homework. It was horrible. It had been 2 weeks since her birthday and he still hasn't come. She bit the end of her pencil. What if he was never coming back? It was just a small disagreement… It's not something to be melodramatic about… Is it?

Just because he's the Goblin King, your ex-villain, doesn't mean he can't feel emotions.

'Honestly, I don't know who's side you're on.'

At least I see what you can't. Do you? Sarah groaned and threw her arms up.

"I give up. Jareth hasn't been coming and I don't think that's going to happen any time soon, my own mind is against me. And I will never finish this homework with all these thoughts appearing in my head."

She shook her head and placed her forehead on the desk. 'How did things turn out this way?'

Just because he's a king and of Fae blood, doesn't mean he doesn't get jealous too.

'He doesn't get jealous. He gets everything that he wants so there's no need for him to be jealous.'

He didn't get the one thing he really wanted you know.

'Okay I know I wasted our time together by talking to Daniel. I'm sorry about that, okay?'

I'm not the one you who you should be apologizing to.

She was really out of her mind. Her mind was gaining its own mind. She groaned and closed her eyes. How was she going to get Jareth here? She had no way of contacting him. Hmm… maybe she should ask Hoggle? She has been keeping in touch with her friends, of course. But then it was late and Hoggle doesn't really like Jareth that much.

She was absent-mindedly playing with her necklace. She almost never took it off. It meant a lot to her ever since Jareth gave it to her. She loved it and she felt like a part of him was always with her wherever she goes. She sighed again. How did she let things get this far? She was afraid to admit it, but she was a bit insensitive. Suddenly talking to him while Jareth was just there. He was in his owl form! She couldn't be seen talking to an animal. It would ruin the one chance she had at getting a normal friend.

She placed her head on her hands and thought about what to do until the sound of tapping and wings frantically flapping outside her window got her attention. She gave a short scream and tried to calm her heart. She looked and saw a very wet owl sitting on a branch of the tree.

She glared at him and opened the window, letting the cold air enter.

"I'm still mad at you." The Barn Owl only stared at her.

"You should've at least tried to be friendly! At least took into consideration on how I would feel about what you would do." IT was hopeless. He wasn't transforming to his original form.

"I'm not going to forgive you just because you're in your owl form Jareth. No matter how cute and helpless you look right now." She crossed her arms at her chest. And he did something even she didn't expect.

He gave her the puppy dog eyes. In his owl form.

She was taken aback of course, but quickly composed herself and coughed. She wasn't going to let his cute self distract her.

"I mean, it was totally unnecessary for you to freak out on him!"

He somehow made himself smaller and his eyes bigger. Sarah twitched and tried to avert her eyes.

"You… I know you know manners. And that wasn't a way to make a person feel welcome."

'Jesus Christ could his eyes get any BIGGER?'

Awww! Have Pity Sarah. He's shaking! It's raining and he's all soaked up. C'mon! Take pity on the poor guy.

Sarah felt her resolve breaking. This wasn't good. This wasn't going to end well. For her at least. Or for her pride.

"…. At least you could've done your best to …. At least ignore him….."

Sarah only stared at the helpless, shaking bird in front of her with those big, round, sad mismatched eyes.

Sarah's eye twitched, and walked away from the window. Jareth thought that his plan was failing and he had to think of something else fast. He couldn't think of a way to approach her and poofing into her room probably won't help him. So he did the only thing he could think of: Be in his owl form. The rain was a plus of course.

He was thinking of another plan when Sarah came back holding a towel wide open for him. Before she could say anything, he flew towards it knocking Sarah back a bit and she wrapped it around his small form. He hooted happily as he felt her arms around him.

"You sneaky bastard. I swear. One day, I will resist you. Goddamn me and my weakness for animals."

She closed her window and took him to her bed and laid him there. He opened his wings and shook his feathers. Sarah squealed.

"You'll get my bed wet!"Jareth hopped beside her and nuzzled his head on her arm. She looked at him and he tilted his head.

"Look… I'm sorry for what happened during the picnic. I forgot and… one thing led to another… I'm really sorry." Jareth pulled at her shirt slightly with his beak until she bent over him. He nuzzled his face on her cheek and neck as if to say 'I'm sorry too. Can we just please forget about this?'

Sarah laughed and scratched his head. She kissed the top of it before he flew, closed her lights and flew back to her bed, landing on her pillow this time. Sarah shook her head.

"What makes you think I'm letting you sleep here?"

She only saw big eyes and cursed herself.

"Dammit. Alright. But just this once."

She lied down on the other half of the bed and went under the covers. She faced him and he tilted his head at her.

"Good Night Owlie Jareth." Jareth hooted and glared at her before hooting again and nudging his forehead on hers. She smiled and shook her head before letting the dreams take her.

This is long. And it would've gotten longer if I stuck to the original plot. But since it was too long, I decided to just add that to the next chapter. . This is for my lack of fluff lately. I think. Or it's just payment for not updating as soon as possible.

It seems like mother really knows best in this story.

I hoped you enjoyed it. Please tell me what you think of it. If there's any problem with my writing style or how it's going, please raise the concern so I would take note of it ASAP.

I wish the goblins would help you press that review button down there, right now.

-Dreamers see the future-

Lys~Rayn