A/N okay I'm back to this story with a vengeance…yes I know I haven't written and I apologise. But I need to finish this so it will be done…thank you to my reviewers who have helped me overcome the block in my mind…anywhoo the story mood is so picking up from this point on Sarah is too depressing but then I realised well she sort of had to be…
Red, blue, yellow, pink, green, purple, white and many more colours…silk, velvet, chiffon and lace. All were hanging inside the wardrobe that gave the illusion of minimal space. Sarah's eyes widened at the range of styles and colours as her fingers flicked through slowly at all the outfits hanging there in front of her begging to be chosen. 'I don't know which one to choose,' she turned back round to face Jareth who was sitting patiently on the bed.
He smiled and made his way over to the wardrobe, 'let me choose one for you then.' He stood gazing at the variety of clothes he had had made for Sarah. He placed his finger on his chin tapping away mockingly thinking. He had already made his mind up before she had spoken.
A few minutes passed by when finally the door to Sarah's chambers opened; she stepped out slowly looking nervous. She wore a long deep red dress that flowed down her body and hugged at her slender body at all the right places. Small diamonds were traced along the middle of the dress just under her breast line, straps reaching up to around her neck which crossed down her back with a small bow at the end. On her feet was a pair of small silver slip ons, her long dark hair fell around her face which finished off her look completely. Jareth who had waited patiently outside her room stood aghast for a moment she looks beautiful.
'Is there something wrong?' Sarah looked puzzled for a moment; it was only after a few moments that Jareth realised he had been standing there starring at her with his mouth open like a fish. He shook his head and replied 'No…nothing…you look…wonderful.' Sarah smiled at his response slightly blushing. Finally some colour was back in her face, she stepped closer to Jareth closing the distance between them she reached up and kissed him lightly on his cheek, her lips barely touching him and yet Jareth shuddered slightly.
'Ready?' he replied. He felt her fingers link into his. 'Ready.'
A small wire archway entwined with bright pink roses reaching all the way down to the ground was the entrance to a small garden. The tiny gravel path just big enough for two people to walk down comfortably reached under the arch and made its way through to the centre of this small garden. The paths were alongside small flower beds full of unusual flowers ranging in different colours with tiny crystals floating along like bubbles between the flowers. The path led to the middle of the garden where a round wall of flowers circled around a table and two chairs. The table was set for two and two only, one white rose lay in the middle of the table with a wine glass either side. If anyone were to look in on the setting before them they would think it was something you find on the front of a postcard. What completed the picture was the couple that were walking along the path towards the table, hand in hand. The gentleman dressed in a black jacket with a red waistcoat and tight black breeches with knee high boots pulled one of the chairs out and the lady dressed in a deep red that seemed to match the mans waistcoat took her seat, the man following suit and seating opposite her.
The wine glasses filled with a gold tinted liquid that reflected the sunlight of this perfect day. Jareth handed Sarah the first glass for her to taste, she sipped obligingly. The cool liquid felt tingly on her tongue that made her feel light as a feather for a split second, it tasted of apples and a hint of strawberry. She placed the glass back on the table and smiled at Jareth. He took this as a sign to fill her glass up and pour himself some.
'Are you hungry?' Jareth asked taking her hand in his. 'You can have anything you want.'
'Yes thank you and I don't mind what I eat.' She relaxed her hand in his as he started to trace small circles along her knuckles. Food suddenly appeared on both their plates, chicken breast with a creamy white sauce drizzled on top with a few vegetables on the side. 'How did you know this was my favourite?' Sarah looked at Jareth trying to see the answer in his eyes. Damn no answer in those eyes.
'I used to watch you remember before you came into my Labyrinth the first time. I know more than you think.' After he spoke the last sentence he gave her a wink with a cheeky smile. Sarah replied to this by placing a baby carrot on her fork and flicked it at him; she started laughing at his shocked expression. Never had anyone chucked food at him he was shocked but not angry. 'I think this wine has gone straight to your head.' He gave a small chuckle.
They ate their meal together and it was filled conversation on both parts, Jareth told her about changes to his kingdom and Sarah spoke of her childhood and the good things that happened in the 3 years of terror. 'You used to smoke! Sarah I'm shocked I could never have pictured you a smoker.'
'Well I'm not anymore I gave up after a year it made me ill, besides I've done worse.' She stopped suddenly, oh no shouldn't have said that. Jareth's eyes widened in surprise and interest.
'Pray do tell I'm quite intrigued.' He gave her a sly grin but the grin vanished when Sarah got up and walked towards one of the flower beds. He quickly followed her; 'Sarah, what's the matter? I was only joking you don't have to tell me…if you don't want to.' Even though I want to know he shook the thought from his mind.
'It's nothing its just things I have never been proud of and I…well I never told anyone as I sort of regret it.' Sarah sighed she didn't think she would be this honest with anyone. She felt Jareth's hand on her shoulder; she turned to face him and looked into his eyes.
'You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to.' He gave her a convincing smile and rubbed his hands down her arms to comfort her. She sighed.
'No I might as well be honest with you…when I was going through my rough stage…' she pause and took a deep breath, she felt Jareth take hold of her hand. 'I used to bunk off school with…with this boy a few years older and well…one thing led to another…it lasted a couple months before I realised it was just meaningless.' She smiled weakly up at him before continuing. 'It was just something I was in control of something my father couldn't control. I just regret that it was meaningless I mean come on first time should be meaningful right?'
'It's meant to be but it doesn't mean it always is Sarah, it is an unusual way to take control,' he gave her a teasing poke at her side 'but it is not shameful and if you regret it that's fine its also fine if you don't, we all learn to live with it in the end.' He saw Sarah's eyes glisten with the tears not spilt but before he could begin to wipe them away she had practically jumped on him knocking him to the ground.
She lay on top of him and kissed him with all the love she had. Aggressive but gentle, emotional but not emotional that was the best way anyone could describe their kiss. Jareth however did not object but kissed her equally back but flipped her so he was on top of her. His lips darted to hers and he opened his mouth demanding entrance, Sarah obeyed and soon enough his tongue was dancing with hers. She moaned at the back of his throat this caused him to press his lips harder to hers. Slowly the passionate kiss died and was replaced with a loving kiss between a couple. They pulled away gasping for air, Sarah started to giggle like a child she could believe how happy she was.
'Sarah? Can I ask you something?' both slowly sat up, Sarah sat crossed her legs and looked at Jareth in puzzled.
Jareth didn't sit next to her…he knelt next to her. 'Sarah I know this to you may seem like an inappropriate time…but I have had such a nice day with you and well I do really love you, more than anything in the world and well…'
Sarah could feel her heart flutter her eyes widened as Jareth took her hand in his and placed a kiss on the top of her hand. When he lowered her hand from his lips Sarah took a small glance at her hand, there sparkling on her finger was a band of white gold with a glittering diamond reflecting her image back at her.
'Will you marry me?'
Oooo I am mean :D review please x