A/N: I'm lazy and not going to put a disclaimer in every chapter…if you think I own these books or characters then you are foolish and perhaps would be better off reading some simple children's stuff, like Barney. Oh, and the a note on the chapter:

/talking/ telepathic talking between our favorite duo.

There are also going to be many tastes that cross the link, each one changing with different emotions. Example: Thoughts laced with cinnamon are amused. Thoughts that taste of vanilla are lazy and/or sleepy.

And sorry that this took so long…life stuff and all that. I'll update more often now that I have internet at home and don't have to do this on the computers at school. I am also going to start another story soon, so visit my profile and look for it.

Remus smiled, loving the feel of Sirius's hand in his. This was the first time in his life that he had ever not been embarrassed and intimidated by people staring openly at him. Sirius did that to him; made him feel like he could handle anything that came up. And stares were a small price to pay for having Sirius as a mate.

/Thinking about me, Love/ Sirius thought-spoke to his mate, winking when Remus looked over at him.

A small blush touched the werewolf's cheeks/Am I that obvious/

/You get this little smile…one that you only use when you think of me/ Sirius's thoughts were laced with the taste of cinnamon and chocolate.

That was one fact that wasn't included in the book from Dumbledore, every emotion was accompanied with a flavor as it drifted across their link. Cinnamon meant that Sirius was amused, and chocolate meant that Sirius felt happy and loved.

Remus leaned over and kissed Sirius's cheek, whispering "I love you" in the darker boy's ear.

"So the rumors are true," sneered a cold voice just ahead of them.

Remus knew who it was instantly, more from the way Sirius suddenly stiffened than from actually recognizing the voice.

"Regulus," Sirius greeted, his voice pleasant, but his eyes full of sorrow and pain.

"I had hoped I was misinformed…hoped that you had enough pride in being a Black not to…" Regulus turned a disgusted look on Remus, "disgrace your family by forming a relationship with a male and such a revolting half-blood."

Sirius sighed/I'm sorry Remmie…he's…I'm sorry./ This time the black-haired boys thoughts had the taste of a rainy day. This was a taste that had not come across their bond before, but Remus recognized it immediately as the flavor of sadness and loneliness.

/You don't have to apologize for him, Siri. I know that you don't agree, and it's your opinion that matters to me, not his/ Remus tightened his hold on Sirius's hand. The halls were nearly empty now, and Remus was happy that whatever else happened, at least it could be kept private.

"Regulus…There's nothing wrong with being with the person you love. No matter who that person is. Male, female, pure-blood, muggle, anything. Love is love," Sirius whispered, wishing with all his heart that his brother would understand that. Wishing that him and his brother could love each other the way that brothers should. 'But it's too late for that; he'll never forgive me for being who I am. For not being everything that our parents wanted…for leaving him there when I left.'

"Very noble…now I know why you were landed in Gryffindor. Insane and asinine views like that," Regulus shook his head. "But I know better. I know who's going to win this war, and where views like that will get you. If you're polite enough, then maybe I'll ask to have you spared when we win the war."

Remus's eyes widened and he tried to close the link before what he just realized became drifted across to Sirius. But he couldn't close it fast enough. Sirius suddenly felt cold.

"You said 'we,'" Sirius whispered, preying that Remus was wrong. Knowing that Remus was never wrong.

"Did I?" Regulus asked, tauntingly. "Oops."

Sirius had suddenly jerked his hand away from his mates, and ran at Regulus. Catching his brother by surprise, he quickly pinned the younger boy against the wall and pulled up the left robe sleeve. Sitting atop the skin was a tattoo of a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth. The Dark Mark.

Sirius pulled away as though he had been burned. His eyes were wide, as he stared at his brother shaking his head.

"No."

Regulus straightened his robe, smiling coldly, "Yes. I've always known my place…And one day you will find yours." With that the boy turned and walked away.

Sirius fell to his knees, and watched his brothers retreating back. It didn't feel real. There was no way it could be real. He had always known that his brother would never return to the boy he had been as a child, but he had never thought that he would lose Regulus this completely.

Remus knelt beside him, "I'm sorry, Sirius."

Sirius shook his head. "I should have known, or at least guessed. He's always believed that pure-bloods were like gods on earth. Mother taught him that. I just…I hoped that I had taught him enough that he would question those beliefs. I'm a fool."

Remus wrapped his arms around his lover/You're not a fool, love. You were just hoping for Regulus to be somebody that he's not. He's not you. You had the courage and the strength to live your own life and decide for yourself what you believed. Regulus never had that. Regulus needs your parents love and approval too much./

Sirius looked into Remus's eyes/But I would have loved and approved of him. I do love him! He's my brother. But I can't save him…I can't be enough for him./

Remus kissed Sirius, knowing that what he was about to say would be very hard for his mate to understand.

"It's not about saving him, Siri. You're trying to change him. There is no amount of love that can change someone. It's not about your love not being enough…Regulus can't be someone that he's not. And he's not the kind of person that will turn against his parents and their beliefs, even for his brother. Maybe someday he will be that person…but right now" Remus shrugged, "you just have to love him and try to be there for him."

Sirius sighed, looking away from his mate. "No. I've accepted everything he has ever done. I won't accept him being a Death Eater."

Remus could taste the salty bitterness of Sirius's words. A taste like the ocean. Lonely, bitter, empty. /Siri? He's your brother./

/Not anymore./

Sirius stood, taking Remus's and pulling him towards class. /James and Pete are waiting./

/Siri? Are you okay/ Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius and stopped walking. He kissed his lover softly.

/I….don't know/ Sirius whisper-thought, a slight breeze drifting over the vast ocean.

James looked up as Sirius and Remus once again walked into class late. "And what were you to up to?"

Sirius met James's eyes, and James fought the urge to stand and wrap his best friend in a hug. Sirius really looked as though he needed one.

James pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled a quick note on it, then tossed it over on Sirius's desk. When the note was tossed back, James stared down at what Sirius had written, not comprehending the meaning behind the words. The note said:

'What happened?' – Prongs

'Regulus is a Death Eater" – Padfoot

James looked over at Remus, who was watching Sirius like the boy was about to crumple up like a piece of parchment and float away. 'Regulus is a…why?' But that question was all too easy to answer. Regulus got the Dark Mark to hurt Sirius, to please his parents, to be the son that Sirius could and would never be.

James closed his eyes. He could remember the day that he had first met Regulus. The boy was a pest that constantly followed Sirius around and tried to imitate him. Sirius had been constantly brushing Regulus off all year…and then Regulus stopped following him around. Regulus became distant, and then cold. He started insulting anyone who was close to his brother… 'and we started insulting him back, and pranking him. We turned him cold. Or, at least helped turn him cold. He's a Death Eater because of us. Because I was a brother to Sirius, and Sirius ignored him.'

James looked over at Sirius, catching his friends eyes and mouthing the words 'I'm sorry. You okay?'

Sirius nodded, but his eyes told the truth. Sirius was not okay. Sirius was in shock, and when the shock wore off…anything could happen.

A/N: I'm sorry that this chapter took so long and was so short…next chapter will make up for it. And if anyone can come up with tastes that they think go with certain emotions, then let me know. I'm still missing emotions like angry, scared, etc.

Review please. I don't have many reviews yet and I'm feeling unloved.