It's been a long time and I'm so sorry I haven't updated anytime sooner -.- But lately university rules my life and it is the first time in days I do NOT have to write an essay or read a boring text or a strange novel!!! And I'm so happy… I'll use the time to go on with my story. Sorry again for keep you waiting so long.

Wolf and Dog

Sirius stared at Remus' hands, his eyes blinking while looking at the gorgeous gems the captain holds against the light. Sapphires, Rubies, Diamonds. They were fascinating and Sirius couldn't take his eyes off them.

"They're so beautiful." He whispered. Remus looked up at him with a dreamy smile. Did Sirius know that Remus was comparing the gems to the mage's eyes? Hopefully not… He simply nodded and handed one of the precious stones to Sirius. The mage was stunned by the Sapphire in his hands and most careful, afraid the stone would fall to the floor and shatter into a thousand pieces.

"Choose some!" Remus urged and Sirius stared quizzically at his friend in the dim light of his cabin. He tried to form some words, but he only opened and closed his mouth some times and kept silent. "You helped me finding them, didn't you? You're the one able to use the map and so half of them belong to you." Sirius blinked and looked at the bag with the glimmering gems.

"I… I thought I was… a prisoner." Sirius whispered shyly and looked at Remus from under his bangs. The captain gave a small chuckle. Not only was this man incredibly handsome but also kind of cute. Sometimes. A prisoner? How could he think that?

Sirius was unsure of what to think about Remus chuckling and so he simply looked at the precious Sapphire in his hands. Remus made him nervous. When he was on deck with his men he was a captain through and through. His behaviour towards his crew was dominant, he was used to giving orders and Sirius had seen the crew. They followed Remus' orders instantly and without asking questions. He wasn't sure if he wanted to see the captain angry…

But when Remus was in his cabin, alone with Sirius it was like he was another person. His voice was still confident but he was more gentle, sometimes smiling and making jokes. Sirius was sure the crew didn't know this side on their captain.

"You're not a prisoner. You know that you only have to tell me if you wanna leave my ship, right?" No, he didn't know, but Sirius nodded nevertheless. Even if he was free to leave he didn't want to go. On this ship he felt safe, nearly like home. For the first time in years he had a friend.

"I don't want to leave." Sirius said in a small whisper. He didn't notice Remus releasing the breath he had been holding. A part of the man had been afraid that Sirius wanted to leave instantly. He hadn't asked if Sirius wanted to come with him, he had kind of used him for his map and Remus wasn't sure if he felt okay being out on the ocean every day…

"I'm glad to hear that…" Remus said and looked out the window, where the sun set, a dark red illuminating the horizon. With a sudden jerk he sat up and looked at Sirius. "You have to leave, now!", he said, now his voice as dominant as it was when he talked to his crew. The captain didn't like being disobeyed.

"What…? I…" – "NOW!" Remus yelled straight at his face, a worried expression in his eyes. The black haired man turned on his heels and left the room with a strange feeling of fear. Unsure of what to do, Sirius went into his cabin, the one next to Remus' and fell onto his bed. That was strange… Remus had never yelled at him like that. He had never told him to leave before.

A loud howl woke Sirius from his half sleep and he sat up immediately, peering into the dark of his cabin. "Remus?" He whispered into the darkness, but another loud noise from the room next to him let Sirius know that there was something wrong in Remus' cabin. With a rising feeling of alarm Sirius got up from his bed and went to the door next to his own.

"Remus?", he asked, while he knocked and tried the handle. It was locked but that would not stop him. The mage whispered some words and the door opened. Another howl greeted him, when he stepped into the cabin and a low growl soon followed. A wolf stood in front of him, his eyes like amber, a deep gold. Like Remus' beautiful eyes. 'No…!' Sirius thought. That couldn't be, could it? The wolf jumped at him…

A being stood in front of the door. The wolf could sense it. He smelled him. It was a human, a man. Sirius… For a short moment Remus' human mind took over. Sirius shouldn't open this door. No. He was dangerous. But the wolf killed every rational thought in his head, slaying it like it would slay his prey. Like it would slay Sirius. With a loud howl the animal tried to warn Sirius with the last straight thought, but it didn't work.

A raven haired man entered the dark cabin and the wolf stood still, sensing, smelling his prey. He smelled so good. The wolf flexed his muscles, a hunter all over. When The door was closed he jumped straight at the man's chest, his teeth glimmering in the pale light of the full moon.

Confused the wolf noticed that his paws didn't land on a flat human chest with flawless skin, but on fur. Sniffling the wolf took some steps back, growling deep in his throat, rounding the black dog in a careful manner. What was that supposed to mean? He shot forwards, howling, his teeth dangerously bared. The dog jumped at him, too, trying to defend himself.

It was hard to defend the wolf, the animal was angry and so much stronger than the dark dog, but in the end the wolf surrendered, lying down in a corner of the small cabin, resting his head on his paws, looking at the dog suspiciously. Who was he? Why was he here? And why wasn't he afraid, staying with him, keeping him company like one of his pack. Except… he never had a pack. He was alone. And the wolf hated to be alone. He clawed at himself for being alone, for never having a mate. It was pure hate and hating oneself is worse than anything…

Hesitantly the dog stepped towards the wolf, his eyes familiar. So deep and dark. With a small growl the wolf lowered his gaze. It was okay. And so the dog lay down next to him, resting his heavy head on the wolves neck, licking behind his ear and after some minutes closing his eyes.

Some time in the morning, when the sun was rising Sirius felt the body beneath him shift. A strange transformation took place: The wolves body changed and transformed into a human body, sandy hair, pale, scarred skin. While changing small noises of pain reached Sirius' ears and his heart. It really was Remus. Sirius had suspected from the first second but now he was sure. Sirius changed back into a man, too and looked at Remus' body, lying naked in front of him. He gasped, he had never seen the man without his clothes. His body was scarred all over, new cuts and old wounds on his chest and flat stomach. He gulped heavily. Poor man.

Sad golden eyes looked up at Sirius. "I'm cursed.", the man whispered, then lost consciousness. With shaking knees Sirius got up from the floor. It had been hard to keep the shape of the dog the whole night. Nevertheless he took Remus' lifeless body in his arms and carried him over to the bed. The captain was thin but well muscled. His skin was tanned and if it wasn't for the scars it would be flawless and soft… Sirius yearned to touch him, but he held his hand back and went for the small mug of water and a small cloth. With gentle touches Sirius cleansed the werewolves body, washing away dirt and blood, leaving the perfect body clean, admiring the beautiful man in front of him before averting his eyes. He shouldn't look at a man like this.

When he was finished he covered Remus with his blanket and watched him sleep. Poor guy. How did that happen? Why was he a werewolf? And why wasn't anybody of his crew with him, while this happened? Sirius shook his head. Because the wolf was dangerous. He nearly had killed the dog but Sirius couldn't bring himself to leave the cabin. He couldn't bring himself to leave the captain alone.

Sighing he sat on the edge of Remus' mattress and watched him in his sleep. Absentmindedly he reached out a hand and brushed away one of the auburn strands that fell into the face of the sleeping man in front of him. When his hand brushed against the soft skin of his face, Sirius slowly, gently let his fingers brush over Remus' cheeks, down to those full rose red lips touching them aver so slightly, earning a slight sigh in response. Shocked his hand drew back and he stared at his it, then at Remus' face. So beautiful in his sleep…

Sirius shook his head. To no avail… the beautiful sight of the man's naked body wouldn't disappear from his mind, it was like it was imprinted on his eyes. So beautiful, so sexy…

Slowly, trying not to wake up Remus, Sirius lay down next to him. He wanted to be there for his friend, when he would wake up again. He yawned, Gods, he was so damn tired. Soon he drifted off to sleep, darkness gently surrounding him.

Remus woke up with a start. He usually did after the nights of the full moon. But today he didn't wake up in a pool of his own blood. He was in his bed, safe and clean. How had he come here? Shivering he drew the blanket closer around his body and snuggled closer to the warmth next to him, enjoying the feeling of a soft body behind… Gasping he turned around, finding a sleeping Sirius next to him. His beautiful face close to his own, a relaxed expression grazing his features. Slowly, unconsciously his hand reached out, touching his soft, pale skin, feeling it beneath his fingertips.

"Remus…", Sirius whispered and the captain's hand shot back. Gods, what had he done? Was the man next to him awake? No… Sirius shifted slightly, edging closer to the warm body next to him. Remus gasped but it felt good when Sirius snuggled into his chest, his head buried at Remus' shoulder. Slowly the captain reached out his hand and pulled Sirius closer to him, an arm thrown around his shoulders, the man comfortably sleeping in Remus' strong arms.

Sirius sighed. A content sigh. He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Remus, a shy smile on his lips. "Good morning.", he whispered.

This sucks -.-

I guess Sirius is somewhat OOC in this story, right? But I like it the other way round. At least Remus is a werewolf and wolves are supposed to be aggressive… And I like a dominant Remus o.o\m/

And I wasn't sure if "Behaving towards somebody" was the right formulation for what I wanted to say… please tell me how it is done right-.-

I think I'm too fast and this story lacks emotions. I really try but something is wrong with it….

Please review!!!