A/N: My first story of this pairing. Boy, was this difficult, 'sourse that could be because I had a prompt to follow, but oh well. It's very short, still I hope you can tolerate it.
"Sirius, did you eat the last banana?" Remus called over his shoulder with his head in the refrigerator.
"I'll give you a banana," drawled Sirius from the doorway, making Remus jump so high he hit his head. This happened quite frequently. Wherever Remus was, Sirius would somehow creep noislessly behind him and scare him.
"Are you a ninja?" Remus asked suspiciously, shutting the door.
"What's a ninja? Are they people who make delightfully sexual jokes and eat bananas?"
"Never mind," Remus said turning towards the stove. "I'll put the kettle on. James is coming today, you know."
"Yeah, he's here already. Just flooed in."
"What? But I didn't hear him, where is he?" Remus asked as he spun around to look at Sirius with panicky eyes. How could he have a guest over with his home in such a state? And tea not even prepared!
"Cleaning the chimney." At Remus' questioning expression he added, "He was all sooty when he came out of the fireplace so I told him if he cleaned it I wouldn't embarrass him at his wedding."
Remus snorted. "Oh well. Free cleaning." As he turned back to the kettle he asked, "Is the rug dirty?"
"Yeah," Sirius said sticking his hands in his pockets.
"I'll get the vacuum, you fix the tea."
Sirius shook his head and blocked the doorway. "Why do you vacuum when you're a wizard? It's not like you need to keep practicing. Isn't it like a broom? Once you learn you never forget? All that jazz?"
Remus gave him an 'oh, please' look and tried to push past him.
"Look," Sirius began, pulling him into the room with the fireplace. What used to be a clean beige rug was now covered in black. "There's hardly anything there," he said gesturing towards it with one hand while the other was around Remus' shoulders.
Remus held back a smile at the sight of James' legs covered in black soot sticking out of the fireplace.
"It's not worth going to the cupboard, pulling out the muggle machine, plugging it in and yada yada yada!"
"Why are you making such a big deal of it?" James interrupted as he stepped out of the fireplace and attempting to clean his glasses on his shirt. He sighed when they only smudged and put them back on, deciding to make the best of it.
"Alright, fine!" Sirius exclaimed when Remus rolled his eyes. "I'll clean James' house with magic while you trot around the house saying, 'It is an enjoyment and a pleasure to clean my home with a vacuum, blah blah blah!'"
James, with a sooty grin on his now dirty face, whooped and did an arm pump cause some dust to fall off him and onto the floor.
Sirius promptly stomped his foot, crossed his arms over his chest and stuck his nose in the air. Remus laughed.
"Sirius, if you'd like to vacuum, then you can."
Sirius immediately tackled Remus to the floor littering him with kisses and getting a surprised 'oomph' from Remus and possibly a few bruises as well. Remus felt his lips might be bruised from the force of the kisses Sirius laid on him. "I knew you knew me," he said with a wide grin and dashed off to the cupboard.
Before either of them could react to his sudden disappearance, he was back, vacuum in hand, and zooming through the room like a gleeful child.
James stopped his happy dance, dodged Sirius and said in a weak voice, "But... but I thought you were going to clean my house?"