Title : Just Friends

Author : Me

Rating : PG-13

Warning : Slash. AU.

Disclaimer : Don't Own. Don't Sue. Don't Tell. Never Happened. Only in my dreams.

Pairing : Sirius/Remus

Chapter : 6/?

Summery : Remus and Sirius hid their true feelings about each other from each other, which begins to destroy not only their friendship, but all the other friendships they made with it.

Author's Notes : I love to write. :) Read and Review. I'm sorry I had to leave a cliffhanger, but I wanted to cruel. I felt like it. :) Also - I REALLY wanted to write their first kiss together..so..

Realization of what Remus had done to Sirius hit Remus faster than a speeding bullet hit its target. He felt depressed. Why did he do that to Sirius? Why didn't he talk to Sirius like a rational human being?

Because he hadn't felt rational. He had felt used and hurt. And mad. And he let his anger get the best of him. Even he wasn't clear on this new thing he wanted to try with Sirius, but if they could only get close enough.. without interruptions..

"I'm an arsehole." Remus mumbled. He had to find Sirius. Now. Remus dropped the book, which seemed to be a new habit of his, and dashed out of the library, slamming the door behind him. He could feel himself begin to pant as he ran to the great hall. The blood was pounding in his veins and he could do nothing to make the feeling go away.

He had to run faster. Get there soon! Now! Faster, Faster, Faster! Remus felt he would burst from the pressure, but he pushed himself. He had to see Sirius. Tell him the truth. The emotional truth. And nothing else mattered.

But would Sirius except him? That mattered. "I'm..an..arsehole.." Remus repeated, finally nearing the right corridor. He, if possible, sped up and threw open the giant oak doors. All eyes were on him. God, was he the only person who ever showed up late for anything.

Sirius was looking at Remus, but inside he felt he had lost Remus. "What have I done wrong?" he whispered silently. Remus slowly walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down. He needed to talk to Sirius. Alone. He didn't want to grow up old, alone, and lonely.

"Sirius, I'm sorry. I'm really really really sorry!" Remus got out in one big pant. Sirius smiled a bit. "Its okay Remus." He knew that they were the scene of the Gryffindor table, but he had his friend back.

Friend.

They were just friends. But Sirius knew Remus wanted more.

And at the moment Sirius wanted Remus happy. But..

"We're all arseholes sometimes, Remy." James said, clapping Remus on the back. James had no idea. Ignorant fool. Lily smiled. "Glad to see you back with us, Remus." She thought Sirius was mental and probably on the border of cracking. But she wormed her way into this.

"Idiots." Sirius mumbled under his breath. Remus nodded to James and Lily but turned back to Sirius in a Milli-second. "Look..Siri.. I'm just so Sorry I..I-" "Its okay. Fine." Sirius mumbled. Hes not ready for it. Not ready to be with Remus.

It was crowding him again. But he felt lonely without Remus. He..He didn't know what he wanted. Sirius wanted Remus.. what you want and what you need are two different things. Sirius' mind told him. Sirius mentally nodded. 'I need Remus' he told his mind, 'But not in that way.'

Thats when it dawned on Sirius, what Remus had said earlier - 'You can't have your cake and eat it too.'

Remus thought Sirius was just using him!! How dare Remus to ever think such a horrid thing! How..

It was some-what true, wasn't it? No! It couldn't be! Sirius had to prove it to himself! He had to..

Sirius told himself he had better not regret doing this before he leaned over and kissed Remus right on the lips. In front of Everyone. And Everyone was staring. And Remus was shocked. But Sirius wouldn't let that get him down.

He was going to prove to himself he would never use Remus. He wanted to make himself Sure that he wanted Remus. Sirius closed his eyes and just felt. Felt Remus kiss him back. The Soft lips Remus had. The way Sirius felt the world Stop just for them.

He wanted Remus. Remus wanted Sirius.

They could feel it. They knew it.

But would they admit it?