A/N: This one was inspired by the song Sunshine by Steve Azar - which you should go listen to because it really is quite amazing. =] And the storyline of this drabble is really pretty similar to that of the lyrics. Anyways, I've been toying with this idea for a while and finally decided to write it.

Prompt: Sunshine

Baby, you're my sunshine, first light
Find your way to places that only know lies
Failed tries and bruised skies
With hardly time to hold on or be strong, now I'm strong
'Cos like the dawn you push it all away

Steve Azar :: Sunshine

He can feel the heat of her body lying beside him, and from the slow, steady rhythm of her breathing, knows that she is still asleep. It's dark still, the sun having not yet risen, and the pale moonlight streams in through Sirius Black's open window, lighting her face in a pale glow. Her hair is dark in the night, almost black compared to its usual deep crimson, and her thick eyelashes flutter gently with each and every breath that she takes. She is perfect – oh-so perfect.

And she is much too good to be true. This is much too good to be true.

Because she didn't belong to him, nor did she, or would she ever, belong with him. This was wrong on so many levels – the least of which being that his best friend – no, his brother – had been in love with her for so many years that he had finally lost count.

His eyes clench shut, and his face scrunches up in obvious pain. James. How could he have betrayed James? He lifts his arm from her waist and runs his fingers roughly through his hair. He'd never meant for this to happen – he had told himself time and time again that it wouldn't happen. But when she looked at him like that, with that pleading look of longing, whispering "please, Sirius" any restraint that he had been so desperately clinging to had dissolved.

He slides his hand down from his hair to rest over his eyes, and lets out a loud sigh. Sure, she had shattered his resolve, but that was no reason to let it go more than just a few kisses, no reason to have let things go nearly so far. Because as much as he hates it, and as desperately as she tries to ignore it, she belongs with James. He knows it, and she knows it.

But it wasn't enough to stop them.

He lets out another loud sigh. The guilt is almost unbearable – no, it is unbearable. If only he had stopped things from getting so far, if only he had stopped anything from happening at all; if only, if only, if only.

He startles slightly when he feels a warm, smooth hand on top of his, and then realizes that Lily must be awake. But it is only another reminder of how very wrong this all is.

"Sirius," she says, and he can feel her breath tickle his neck. He doesn't answer, he doesn't move. She moves to lift his hand from his face and he lets her, but keeps his eyes closed; she entwines her fingers with his own. "Look at me."

Her voice is that same mixture of pleading and longing that he is helpless to ignore. He keeps his eyes shut for a moment more and then opens them. It's not just in her voice – the pleading and the longing. It's on every inch of her: her wide eyes, the trembling of her lips, her hand tightening around his. He's as hopeless as the first time.

It is still dark – it has only been minutes since he woke and saw her lying there – but somehow it's as if everything has changed. Because she is not just glowing in the moonlight, it's as if she is shining in the light of the sun, like it is emanating from within her.

She reaches the hand that is not already holding his, up to caress his face, trailing her fingers along his jaw. "I know that look, Sirius. Just don't, not tonight. Think about anything and everything, but not that."

"But—" he starts, but she pinches his lips together between her fingers, effectively cutting him off.

"Shh." After a minute she releases his lips, and starts trailing her fingers across his face again. Her touch feels like fire, it burns and throbs – but there is no pain. None at all. None on his face and none in the deep recesses of his heart.

She gives him a shy, hesitant smile, and again he notices how she seems to shine, just like the sun. Like sunshine.

And really, he thinks, that is what she has been all along.

A/N: What'd ya think? Leave a review and let me know. =]