Chapter 20

It was a few weeks after the fight (if one could call it that) and the entire school was preparing to go home for the holidays with only one week of school left. It had turned out that Mr. Black had been charged with rape, abuse, and basically making a prostitute of his son and was sent to Azkaban for it. As such, Sirius would go to the Potters' house during the summer and after that James and Sirius would find a place to live on their own, although James's parents weren't overly thrilled about it. It wasn't that they didn't accept their relationship, they just didn't think that it was proper to live in the same house until they were married.

Sirius was just waking up when he felt a kiss on his nose. He smiled and sat up. James was sitting there looking guiltily innocent. Confused, Sirius looked at him and then asked, "What did you do?"

Somewhat surprised, James replied, "Happy birthday, Sirius!"

Sirius blinked and turned his head to look at a calendar on the wall. Sure enough, it said June 11. "Wow," he said, dumbstruck. "It is my birthday."

Rolling his eyes, James answered, "You forgot it was your birthday? Who does that?"

Grinning, Sirius pushed back the covers of the bed and stood up, stretching like a cat and then sat back down. "I do apparently."

"Lo que sea," he said, kissing Sirius on the neck. He pulled away and turned to look at his boyfriend, confusion in his eyes.

"Lo que sea?" he asked, waiting for a translation.

"It means 'whatever' in Spanish," he responded and kissed him on the cheek this time.

"Oh." Sirius looked at James as if he'd gone crazy. "Where'd you learn Spanish?"

James shrugged as he continued kissing Sirius's beautiful body. He was now on his bare chest, as Sirius didn't believe in wearing pajamas to bed. Tenderly pushing him back onto the bed, he began running his fingers up and down, gently tickling his lover. Sirius squirmed at that but didn't protest. He was starting to become increasingly more uncomfortable as memories began resurfacing, but he did his best to squelch those and tried to enjoy James's loving caresses.

However, it soon became too much for Sirius to tolerate. He kept on seeing Jacob as he raped him, beat him, yelled at him, hurt him. Without thinking of the consequences, Sirius pushed James off of him and quickly sat up. James looked at him funny and then understood.

"I'm so sorry, Siri," he muttered, looking at him apologetically.

Sirius simply shook his head. "No, I'm the one who should be sorry. I can't give you what you want yet and I feel miserable about it."

James shook his head and gently leant in to kiss him on the lips. Sirius leaned into the kiss. Kissing was alright, it was the caressing and the traveling fingers that triggered the memories. James broke the kiss and said softly, "The only thing I really want is for you and Anastasia to be happy."

Sirius smiled at that comment and leaned in for another kiss. Once that one was broken, he stated, "As long as I'm with you, I'll be happy, and as long as I'm happy, Anastasia will be happy."

James laughed at that statement. "Somehow," he chuckled, "I have the vague idea that it will take a little bit more than that to make her happy."

Sirius laughed as well and allowed James to kiss him again. James broke the kiss again and went to sit next to his lover. He was so cute, just sitting there with his long black hair falling across his face with elegance, yet casualty. His eyes seemed so warm and loving, that it was amazing that anyone could even considering hurting him. And his lips were so full, so tempting and inviting.

James shook his head in wonder at the living being next to him. It was amazing to him that anyone could have hurt the wonderful being next to him. He was so warm and full of life.

"What are you thinking about?" Sirius asked, watching him in his turn. Although he loved it when James watched him, it made him slightly uneasy and caused him to squirm a bit.

"I was just thinking about what a wonderful person you are and how lucky I got to find someone like you," replied James. Then he smiled. "What are you thinking about?"

Sirius grinned, signaling to James that the question would be anything but serious. "Well, if today was Monday and it was tomorrow, would tomorrow be Wednesday?"

James blinked in confusion. What the hell was he talking about? If today was Monday then tomorrow would be Tuesday. Right? "No," he answered, trying to find the trick involved. "Wouldn't it be Tuesday?"

Sirius laughed and shook his head. Grabbing a notepad from the bedside table, he wrote it down. James took it from him and read it. "If today was Monday and it was tomorrow…but then, if it was tomorrow…" he mumbled under his breath while Sirius watched him. Suddenly something clicked and James exclaimed, "OH!"

"Get it?" inquired Sirius, holding back his laughter.

"Yeah, because it would be tomorrow, which would be Tuesday and then tomorrow would be Wednesday!" explained James, excited that he had figured it out.

Sirius's eyebrows drew together in confusion and he shook his head slightly. "James," he teased, "next time, don't try to explain it. I understood it a lot better when there was no verbal explanation."

James laughed and nodded ashe got up to go to his daughter. She was still sleeping, which was amazing after all the noise that they had just made. "She's so beautiful," he muttered, gently stroking her face with his finger.

Sirius, still sitting up in bed, nodded and smiled. He was so glad that James loved his daughter. In fact, James had insisted that anything that came from him was something to be cherished, not scorned.

"We're going to do something special for you birthday," James said randomly, spinning around and looking at his boyfriend with a wide smile on his face.

Raising his eyebrows, Sirius asked, "Oh, and how do you intend to plan something special when we have absolutely no time to do much of anything?"

"How do you figure?" asked James, looking shocked that they might actually have an already full agenda.

Sirius rolled his eyes and got out of the bed. "I don't know, maybe we should pack a little bit, because you know it's going to take a lot longer to pack then just one night."

James walked over to Sirius and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him close to his body. Kissing him gently on the nose, James whispered, "We can do that some other time. Today is your day."

Sirius blushed slightly and then nodded. "Well," he said, pulling away from James, "I suggest we get dressed before we do anything." With that, Sirius walked into the bathroom to change, leaving James staring after him. Behind him, he heard Anastasia coo as she woke up.

"Beats me," he replied, "How should I know when he started making sense?"

A.N. crappy ending. Oh well. Anyways, the next chapter will be celebrating Sirius's birthday. YEAH!!! Lol. Anyways, please continue reviewing, I really appreciate it. Honestly. Thank you to all of you who review.