I know, it took me forever! But I really had to fight to get this the way I wanted it to be. Ugh. Why did I do this to myself? Either way.. Second chapter from Sirius pov. Three more to go. Should I make a 'sixth' combined chapter about their first date?

Sirius had a strange feeling in his stomach as James rattled on about Lily. He wasn't a morning person, never was. No matter how cheerful he pretended to be in the morning. James didn't do a thing to improve that. He just kept talking. About her eyes. Her hair. Her fire. Her teeth. God damn it. Even her teeth. But he, Sirius, was just feeling weird and he wasn't sure why.
'You have no idea what it feels like, Sirius. I need her. I need to be with her every minute of every day.'
'Why wouldn't I know how that feels.' Sirius protested and James gave him a wide eyed look.
'Excuse me? Mister Sirius I-Fuck-Every-One-Once Black. You told me yourself you wouldn't know the first thing about love.'
Sirius kicked a pebble across the street.
'I guess I don't.'
What was wrong with him? He had no idea why he was feeling this weird. This was ridiculous. Sirius Orion Black didn't feel. He seduced, he fucked, he smiled, he joked. But he didn't feel.

'Come one, sour puss.' James frowned. 'I'm sure you'll feel better after your cinnamon cupcake and way too black coffee.'
'Black as my heart and black as my soul.' Sirius mumbled as he followed James as he walked in the little bakery. He couldn't stand Lily and frankly he wanted to give up joining James on his morning routine. The cinnamon cupcakes didn't taste the way they did anyway. Plus, he was getting sick of his friend's drooling over that vixen that would rather pour coffee in his lap than in his cup.

Still angry he walked in and his heart made a little skip when he met amber eyes looking at him. The cardigan boy. Though he wasn't wearing one today. Something tugged on the corners of his mouth and Sirius found himself smiling. He still looked geeky. There was something about it. He couldn't possibly… But didn't he dream last night about a stranger with.. No. This was ridiculous. He had to get his order and get this over with.

He looked around for James but found him sulking at their usual table. Lily wasn't there. Poor, poor boy. Surely he'd wither away and die. Sirius rolled his eyes and made his way to the counter, leaning on it as casual as, according to James, only a Black could. He opened his mouth to order but the boy beat him to it with a slightly annoyed tone in his voice.
'Cappucino, lemon square, black coffee, cinnamon cupcake.'
'I'll have a chocolate muffin, actually.' Sirius corrected him, his voice almost echoing through the little shop and he could feel James' glare in his neck.
'Not your usual cinnamon?' The boy asked with an uninterested tone that bothered Sirius more than it should.
'She told you, huh.'
'You could've told me.'
'I could've. But where's the fun in that. No. I'll have a chocolate one today. If it's worth making love to, as James so eloquently pit it the other day, I have to try.' He took a 20 dollar bill from his pocket and the boy took it from him, not touching his hand. Too bad. Sirius was kind of curious what he felt like. Cut it out.

One cappuccino, one black coffee, a lemon square and a chocolate muffin. There.
He shove the tray towards Sirius who took it, thanked him and walked back to where James was still sulking a bit. His eyes traveling down the bakery every now and then as if he hoped Lily would pop up.

Sirius bowed over the table to put the tray down but lingered just a bit too long. On purpose. Yes. But he didn't know why.
'Why don't you just sit down.' James muttered but then gazed over Sirius' shoulder and grinned. 'Ah. I see why. Cute guy is checking out your fat arse.'
Sirius shot a glance over his shoulder. The boy wasn't doing anything of the sort.
'Liar, liar.' He said but James shrugged.
'I swear he was.'
'He's not!'
But James had already lost interest and nodded towards the muffin.
'It's not the actual muffin he was drooling over last, was it?'
'I'm pretty sure he ate that one.'
'Because you'll be crazy enough to eat it.
'He ate it.'
'And that's just disgusting.'
'He ate it!' He gave James a fierce look and James wasn't in the mood to joke about it.

The anger between them wasn't over when they finished and James pretty much stomped out of the door after a quick nod towards Sirius. Sirius, however, moved over to the counter. He wasn't sure why but he just had to do something. He was going to ask the guy out. Have a shag and forget about him. That was what Sirius Black did and Sirius Black always got his way. He just needed something.

'You are not wearing a cardigan today.'
'I'm not allowed.' The boy said, not turning around and still making a cappuccino.
'I wasn't working yesterday. Just visiting.'
'I see. Too bad. I like the cardigan better.'
'I liked the leather jacket better.'
Something inside of Sirius made a jump of joy. Did the guy seriously say that? He did. He fucking did. He was blushing and Sirius grinned quietly. Victory was to be his. He never had a guy like this before but sure it could be fun. Still waters run deep, right. It would be a nice change from the usual wild rivers.
'Well. I better make sure to wear it tomorrow.' Sirius plucked his black denim jacket. 'Will you be here tomorrow?'
'I don't think so. I usually get the afternoon shifts.'
'Too bad. For now, I'll take a chocolate muffin.'
'Another one?'

It wasn't much for the usual flirting conversation he had, but it was something. Sirius shrugged, tapping his stomach as if to say he could take it. The boy (should he ask for his name?) handed him the muffin and Sirius handed him the money. Then he handed him the muffin back, earning himself a raised eyebrow and burning cheeks. Not to mention the slightly shaking hands when the nameless boy took the muffin from his hands. Bingo.

'Thank you.' He muttered.
'No problem. You can make it up to me.' Sirius said.
'How?'
'Let me take you out for dinner.' Sultry tones, casual leaning. He knew what he was doing.

There was a short silence. Come on. Sirius thought. Just say yes, or sure. Not very long words. But that wasn't what came.

'I'm sorry. I'm not.. I don't date men.'

Sirius' stomach cringed in soft protest. Did this guy just say no to the magnificent, wonderful, gorgeous Sirius Black? That was insane! Outrageous! He should make a fuss. Try harder. Do something. But he didn't.
'Well. That's a shame.' Sirius. 'Perhaps we can part as acquaintances then and forget the awkward attempt on seducing you?'
'Of course.' But no smile from the boy's side. Well. That got ruined. With a last nod he left the bakery, James waiting outside.

'So, what was that all about.'
'I asked him out.'
'Seriously? How about that, Sirius Black running the still waters. Who thought the day would come..'
'Well. Hold that day. He said no.'
'Thought he would.'
Sirius gave him a face.
'You were the one who told me to give it a try!'
'Yes. For this exact reason. It's good to fail every now and then. No one can have an endless stream of success.'
'Comes from the man who can't even get one girl to sleep with him.'
'That's love, my darling.' James said in an exaggerated fancy voice. 'I'll have all the patience in the world.'
'Yeah well. Sirius Black doesn't do love. Sirius Black fucks men. Straight of gay.'
'You never succeeded with a straight guy.' James protested.

'I got Shacklebolt to sleep with me.' Sirius pointed out.
'Did not!'
'Did too! My ass is still sore. You know what they say about -'
'Shut up.' James nudged him, Sirius pushed him back. A little harder than he should've. Perhaps he was a bit disappointed after all. Even if James noticed, though, he was kind enough not to say anything about it and resumed his usual drooling over the red haired vixen.