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Black Quest :: Chapter 5 ::

5. Now is the time to tell him out front that you like him. Write an email, a note, whisper it in his ear, or I WILL TELL HIM. You must follow this one in particular.

Remus' decision to tell Sirius was as it's highest point. There wasn't any need for James to convince him, because it felt right and because Remus knew he wouldn't regret anything. He actually wanted to do task five, he was actually glad he gone through with this, because otherwise he wouldn't be where he was now.

He actually had to stop and think first to sort through his priorities. Either he could thank James and ask him to help him look for the boy who punched him, or he could simply find Sirius.

It took Remus two seconds to realize that he just needed to find Sirius, because he didn't want James lingering around while he told Sirius that he loved him anyway, mostly because he still thought that Remus and James were boyfriend and boyfriend.

He sped along the sloping lawns that were damp and mushy, the letter in his hand crumpled and sweaty for assurance.

He didn't have to tell it to his sleeping form or whisper it mumbling in his ear, or tell him with an anonymous note. He could be as open as he wanted to.

As Remus had somewhat suspected, Sirius was lying along the rock rim edge of the lake, throwing stones into the rippling water.

Tripping over his own feet, Remus splashed through the rest of the mud, the hem of his robes and shoes stained with dirt.

"You always go outside when you want to be alone, Sirius." Remus said fondly in a soft voice. He didn't even want to think about being too late for him.

He took a seat next to him, gently lowering himself onto one of the rocks. There was an awkward silence for a moment.

"So… is James okay?" Sirius asked in an uncertain voice, as though not sure that Remus had read the note or not.

"I don't know. James isn't my boyfriend, you know." Remus whispered gently, and smiled, even though Sirius wasn't looking at him.

"Well, I'm glad," He said and threw a stone viciously into the water. "He made you hurt."

Remus smiled.

"No he didn't." Remus explained calmly, and brushed his hand on Sirius'.

Sirius looked at Remus with confusion and disbelevingness.

"But – but he–"

Remus leant a bit closer and whispered huskily in Sirius' ear.

"James was never my boyfriend." He was still smiling as Sirius looked absolutely puzzled.

"What?"

"I never liked James. James never liked me. James was never gay."

Sirius' eyes clouded with realization and some sort of sadness.

"No wonder he looked so uncomfortable when he kissed you – or me – how could I have ever been so gullible to believe that he was over Evans?" He smacked himself on the forehead frustratingly. There was a pause. "But that means that you were never gay either, then." Sirius looked positively on the verge of tears.

Remus smiled ever more broadly, ready to complete the last task. "Don't be ridiculous." He said in an extremely quite voice, right before capturing Sirius' lips with his own lightly for two seconds. Sirius' hand slid on his cheek, but fell off afterwards immediately. His fingertips brushed his own mouth.

Sirius looked absolutely thunderstruck.

"Bloody hell. You are gay."

"I am," Remus said softly, nodding. "Honestly, Sirius. Do you think that we would both fake being gay for nothing?"

"But – but – then why did you – so James and you never… but then I punched James – oh crap–" Sirius realized incredulously.

"Er–" Remus blushed. "It wasn't even my idea – it James' sort of demented present for me–"

"What?"

Remus smiled, laughing. He felt like there should be music.

He leant closer again and his lips, parted, fell on the edge of Sirius' ear. His hot breath gusted on his earlobe as he grinned and nibbled on the bottom slightly, receiving a moan from Sirius.

"Oh."

"Black Quest." Remus whispered, grinning next to the side of Sirius' face.

"What?! Was this another one of James' stupid plans?"

"Actually, yeah," Remus said, moving back. "Except this time it actually worked."

Sirius laughed.

The werewolf pulled out an aged and yellowed parchment, and handed it to him. Sirius unfolded it slowly, careful not to rip it, and the words Black Quest webbed on in spidery black ink, as did each step, which were lightly crossed out, so they were still readable.

"Oh my god, Rem. I didn't notice, even. This was James' idea?"

"Yeah. And it worked." Remus said, the smile still on his lips.

"I didn't even notice. You're too subtle." Sirius said fondly.

"I don't have to be like that." Remus said back, smiling wickedly. Sirius smiled back.

"Show me, then." He commanded, and Remus crawled over to Sirius, interlocked one of their hands, and wrapped his other hand on the nape of his neck, pressing his lips to Sirius'.

"Ahh!" Sirius screamed playfully, as they tipped backwards off the rock.

"Shh," Remus said softly, as they landed on the firm, soft muddy ground. "When someone's showing you something, it's rude to interrupt."

Sirius nodded, and they kissed again, much harder and more desperate than the last time. It was no longer soft, it was firm and commanding, it was showing that both boys knew exactly what they were getting themselves into and that they liked it. They were okay with it. They wanted to.

"Y-You should–" Remus stuttered, his hands almost ripping at Sirius' hair.

"Shut up, Remus. Whatever it is, wait." Sirius said, and kissed his jaw, his hands sliding up his stomach.

"N-No – Sirius, you need to apologize to James–"

Sirius rolled over, so he was on the top and no longer the side. He was dominant now, and Remus shut up immediately, as he looked in his eyes rather fondly.

"Do you always talk this much when people kiss you?" Sirius asked, and Remus blushed.

"No. So shut up and kiss me now."

Sirius did, taking his face in his hands and sliding his leg upwards from Remus' thigh.

They were out of breath before long, when they both sat up, panting, their embraces still enlocked and their mouths still fighting a desperate battle. Sirius' hands slid downwards, gently brushing on Remus' shoulders and his chest, when he reached the first button and he clipped it open. Before long he was shirtless and breathless beneath him.

"Go and find James, Sirius. I won't do anything with you until you do." Remus said, and from the shocked look on Sirius' face, he could tell that his way had worked.

"Fine." He said, and climbed off of him reluctantly.

"Thanks," Remus said, buttoning his shirt while beaming at Sirius. He stood up, and trailed a finger down Sirius' shirt. "I'll repay you."

Sirius smiled, and they both walked back to the castle.

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"What do you mean, you're sorry?" James asked hotly back in the common room, Sirius and Remus snuggling cozily on the couch. It was just like the other night when James and Remus were the ones on the couch, just before they played Spin-The-Bottle.

"I am sorry, James, because I punched you in the jaw."

"And the stomach." James snapped.

"And the stomach." Sirius added tiredly.

"You look tired," Remus said warmly. "Do you want to go to bed?"

"Can I sleep in your bed, please?" Sirius begged pleadingly, and Remus nodded.

"Why not?"

"And I should thank you, James," Sirius said as they got up from the couch. "Those five tasks would have gotten me on the floor if I would have known what the hell would have been going on."

James smiled weakly. "Sure."

The two of them said goodnight to James and Peter before they vanished up the stairs and slipped into their pajamas, snuggling under Remus' bed. They were settled in the dark when Sirius slipped his arm over Remus'.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm spooning you," Sirius explained. "Mmm… And it's nice because I can smell your shampoo and that smell of vanilla and cinnamon that both you are your bed smells like." He grinned and laughed. Remus looked sideways to see Sirius.

"I love you." He said, and leaned in.

"I love you too, Moony." Sirius replied, and brushed their lips together in a firm embrace.

As Remus cuddled closer to Sirius under the blanket, he couldn't help but smile as he heard Sirius' slow and heavy breathing right next to him. Their hands entwined, he laughed silently.

He needed to make a mental note to tell Sirius thirty times how much he loved him tomorrow morning. He also needed to tell James that the next time he makes a suggestion, he'll do it anyway cause he fixes his mistakes. He also needed to thank James for doing all this, thank Peter for playing along with Gay-Spin-The-Bottle, and he'd have to remember to buy more of his Coconut and Chocolate Cookies shampoo and conditioner for Sirius. Lastly, he'd also have to remind himself that any quest is a black quest when Sirius or James are involved.

Fin.

AN: Sigh. It's over now... but I thank you all for all of the favorite stories this is going under, and all of the alerts and hits there were... This was the first story where the reviews actually matched up to my criteria - ten reviews or more per chapter - and I was never able to do that. You guys made it happen though!!! I love you all:D
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