DISCLAIMER: I am not J.K Rowling; I suck, while she is a published writer. So yea.
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"Let me get this strait," Sirius Black said, looking at James over the top of his sofa. Sirius was a handsome man with dark brown hair and Greek features. He had dark, assessing eyes, and at the moment, they were looking at James with a surprised and apprehensive glint. "You want me to pretend to be your, for lack of better word, lover, just so you can get the loft?" He shook his head. "You must be stark raving mad."
James, sitting behind the island that was in the middle of the kitchen, sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "No, I'm not." He didn't give any other information on the matter, instead deciding to pick at the pizza that was in front of him.
Still looking over the back of the couch, Sirius regarded James in silence. James and himself had been best friends ever since they were eleven, when they first met each other at school. They had been through thick and thin together, and James had helped him out with more problems than Sirius was able to count. The least he could do was help him out in his time of need.
"Fine," Sirius said hauntingly, yanking on the sleeve of his red shirt. Noting how James didn't look up from his plate, Sirius coughed and said again, louder, "Fine. I'll do it. I'll pretend to be your boyfriend." He gave a roguish grin, and as James looked up, his smiled widened.
"Really?" James asked, surprised, yet happy. "You'll really do it? You'll really be my boyfriend?" Once he was finished, James looked confused, wondering if those words really came out of his mouth. Then, noting the look Sirius was giving him, he hastened to assure him, "I didn't mean that how it sounded."
Sirius raised an eyebrow at James, but said nothing in return. Instead, he shook his head and turned to the TV in front of him. He was watching some dance show, where none of them could dance, and they were all singing along to Saturday Night Fever. One dancer, an energetic woman wearing skates and sporting an afro, swirled around in a circle and promptly fell on her backside.
Seeing this, Sirius laughed heartily, smacking his thighs. Then, without warning, he said in a deep voice, "Good Lord, I should hope not." In return, James opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, Sirius leapt up from the couch, pulling his shirt done in the process. "Well, we might as well get something to eat; I'm starving."
Once again, James opened his mouth to speak, and yet again, Sirius cut him off. "Ooh!" He shouted as his favorite commercial came on, one with a beautiful young woman wearing very little, holding a box of clothing detergent. She was twirling around, box of Fab 5 in hand, all the while singing and dancing. Sirius was practically drooling as she did a split, signifying the end of the commercial. He looked about ready to cry.
"Mmm, mm, mm, mm, mm," Sirius said, clapping his hands together. "That is one fine lady. Especially with those legs." Then, without remembering that, now since he and James were boyfriends, that saying such things was inappropriate, Sirius walked over towards the door, grabbing his keys from up off of the table as he did so. He turned around when he saw James still sitting behind the island. "Well, aren't we going to get going? I'm loosing about five pounds here as we speak."
Instead of answering, James's smile just grew wider, showing his strait, white teeth. "Oh, Sirius, you really are a funny one, you know that?" When he still didn't get up, and Sirius was starting to give him a quizzical look, James' grin widened to that of a measure that people would think your face would crack. "We can't eat now; we need to save some space for later."
"Uh..." Sirius said slowly, apprehensive once again. For all the great fun that they had together, James could still be very tricky. "And why, exactly, do we need to save room for later?" The smile was gone from his face now, and he was only looking slightly afraid.
"Because, my little cabana boy," James said, still smiling, as he got up from his chair, all the while walking towards Sirius. "I promised my new roommates that I would bring my boyfriend over for dinner tonight at Lé Crunch. You know," James said in a mock seductive voice, wrapping his arm around his shoulder. "Just to get a good look at you."
Sirius, as he dodged out from underneath James' arm, wondered what in the Hell he had gotten himself into.
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"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Sirius said as he pushed his hands in his pockets, trying to warm up against the cold. It was starting to snow, and the little facts that it was night and they were on the lake weren't helping at all.
"I can," James said simply, bowing his head against the sudden drift of snow; his black hair could only help so much, . But despite the cold, James gave Sirius an impish grin. "It must be my hot and sexy bod." He sighed as yet another snowflake fell onto his glasses, obscuring his vision. "Now, try to flow with me here, all right? We need to act this very well, or else they'll suspect something. Now," he looked towards Sirius. "Tell me about our relationship."
In return, Sirius sighed and shook his head in a very dog-like manner, getting the flakes out of his hair. "We met at school a couple years back, during an, er... math class," Sirius said in a dull voice. "We were friends first, and lovers later. We got into a fight one night, after you told me that you were moving to the States, and then the next day you were gone. And now, a few months later, we're here. There ya go."
"Yea," James said, something clicking in his mind. "But that doesn't explain how we go back together." He reached into his pocket to grab his gloves, but when his hand touched the lining of it, he realized, belatedly that he forgot them at Sirius'. "Aw, crap," he muttered, hoping that Sirius hadn't heard him. He didn't.
"Well," Sirius answered. "How about I felt upset about it, so I came to Chicago to find you. I did, and we got back together." He shivered as he pulled the labels of his coat up higher, trying to warm his neck. "Remind me again why we decided to walk," Sirius said with another shiver. "It's below zero out here."
"I don't know," James said in return, zipping up his leather jacket. He was wearing pretty much the same thing that he was the day before, when he went over to look at the loft. Black pants and a black turtle neck, along with his leather jacket. "Maybe because it's only a few blocks away from your apartment."
"Y-yea," Sirius said, teeth chattering. "Tha-that might be i-it." He seemed to not want to talk anymore, if his sudden silence was any indication, and James was only too happy to oblige.
The rest of the walk to the restaurant was done in silence, Sirius or James occasionally readjusting some article of clothing in hopes of getting warmer. It seemed that in no time, the were standing in front of Lé Crunch, their breaths coming out in puffs before them.
"Well..." James said after a while in which they just stood there. It was stealthily getting colder as they didn't move, and James felt that he was frozen, sticking to the ground like the ice beneath him. "I guess we should get in there."
Sirius nodded his head, shaking off some of the snow flakes that had gathered there falling off in the process. "Yea, I guess we should."
And so they walked into the restaurant, both of them with torrents of emotions running through them.
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First of all, I just want to thank all the people that reviewed! I wouldn't be here without you. So, just to make this chapter longer (hehe, I'm so slick that I scare myself.), I'm going to make replies.
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Anyhoo, sorry it's such a short chapter; I've been busy working on She Went all the Way, so yea. Oh, and for those of you who are looking for the next chapter, I'm probably going to update in a couple days! If I can get it up, that is; I've been having some problems with posting.
Well, peace and all that good stuff.
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