Well boys and girls, here we are. The final chapter. We've come a long way, huh? I hope this has been everything that you guys have expected from me. Thanks to everyone for sticking with me through this. Luvs yas all! -wipes away tear- This is for you guys.

Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing from the Harry Potter books. They all belong to J. K. Rowling. This story is not for profit, only reviews and an ego boost. I also don't own the song "Kissing You". As far as I know, it belongs to Des'ree. It was the love theme for the movie Romeo & Juliet. The newer version.

Summary: On one hand, we have Remus: the quiet kind, a good boy. Mostly doing what's right. Sure, he's gay. No one knows about it. But now he's in love. On the other hand, Sirius: the troublemaker, gay, in love, much like Remus. The odds keep them apart, but can Fate bring them together?

Chapter 18

Sirius raised his teary eyes to look at Remus. A look of understanding passed between the two. No words were necessary. But this was something that Sirius needed to say.

"I was sleeping with James," he said, his voice shaking. "I guess I wasn't enough for him. He was seeing Lily behind my back... I saw him with her just before I came up here..."

"I know," Remus whispered.

Getting up, he crossed the space between them and sat on Sirius's bed. He looked up at the dark-haired young man. Remus could tell Sirius was about to cry. He wrapped his arms around the strong waist. As he rest his head on Sirius's chest, he could hear the other's heartbeat.

"Remus..."

"Just hold me, Sirius."

Two strong arms held him close to Sirius. He could feel Sirius shaking with the sobs that he could barely hear.

Pride can stand

A thousand trials

The strong will never fall

But watching stars without you

My soul cried

Even tough Sirius would never admit it, James had hurt him deeply. He had given himself to James. Not just his body. A small part of his heart had been put in their relationship. James had stomped it flat, put it in a blender, and hit puree.

Maybe he should have been more upset than he was. Though he felt like crying, he was very aware of Remus tucked against his body. Was it the hormones or was he really lusting after Remus? Or was it something else...? 'Only one way to find out,' Sirius told himself in his mind.

Heaving heart is full of pain

Oh, oh, the aching

'Cause I'm kissing you, oh I'm kissing you, oh

It seemed as if Sirius was moving in slow motion. He tilted Remus's head up by his chin. Remus looked up at him, heart pounding in anticipation. How many times had he dreamed of this exact moment? Their lips met and neither of them had ever felt something so right in their whole lives.

Sirius slowly unbuttoned Remus's shirt. It was pushed off his shoulders, Sirius's hands gently running over the smooth skin. His lips replaced his hands soon. A dreamy sigh slipped through Remus's parted lips. Sirius chuckled as he realized that those were his clothes.

Being the dominate one, Sirius pushed Remus down on the bed. With careful deliberation, Sirius made his way up Remus's chest, placing small, worshipping kisses as he went. He delighted in the soft moans of pleasure coming from deep in Remus's throat.

Remuse's head was spinning. Could his dreams really be coming true? He closed his eyes tight, afraid to open them and realize this was just another fantasy. He gasped as Sirius latched onto the pulse spot on the side of his neck and began sucking in a gentle rhythm. Sirius's hands found Remus's pants' button and he pulled back to look up at Remus, silently asking for permission.

"Take me, Sirius," Remus said in a breathy whisper.

Touch me deep, pure, and true

Gift to me forever

'Cause I'm kissing you, oh I'm kissing you, oh

Sirius looked down at the dozing young man in his arms. He took in the soft hair; the pink-tinted cheeks; the soft, tan skin; the perfect, lithe body. The beauty of this one individual touched Sirius's heart. And to think, Remus loved him, of all people... He kissed Remus on the forehead.

The young werewolf was having doubts as he drifted in and out of wakefulness. That had been the greatest experience of his life. Had Sirius done that as a way to get back at James? Or because he wanted to? He felt Sirius kiss his forehead and he instantly knew the answer. He opened his eyes, looking up at Sirius.

"Sirius, I--"

"Hold on, Remus. I want to say something. I once thought I loved James. Tonight, though, I realized that the only way I loved him is as a fried. My hormones clouded my mind. He loves Lily, and she seems to love him in return, and they should be together. I heard what you said to Hope in the Hospital Wing today. Remus, I've been so blind. I'm sorry. Now I truly realize that I love you..."

"Oh, Sirius! I love you, too!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

Sirius pulled Remus into a passionate kiss. Their love seemed to radiate through the room.

Where are you now?

Where are you now?

'Cause I'm kissing you I'm kissing you, oh

"Come on," Remus said, getting up and offering a hand to Sirius. "Let's go tell everyone the good news."

"You wanna tell people about us?"

"Well," Remus poundered. "Maybed after you show me once more that you lvoe me."

And with a wolfish smile, he tackled Sirius to the bed.

Fin...