A/N: So... Chapter one was really kinda a glorified prologue. Ah well. Things are really gonna get going now. -cackleage-
Dedication: The story itself is for Lita, who is my Sirius in tight pants. lmao. This chapter is also kinda for my wifeydoodle Nicki, who read it first. XD
WARNING: For this chapter, lots of swearing, and some boy/boy stage antics. Oh, and if you look closely, there's an itty bit of boylove, though not enough for them to realise. Sillies. XP
-For the overall fic warnings, see chapter one.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or settings you recognise, they belong to JK Rowling.
Note: I know, I know, internet on a tour bus. MAGIC. TOTALLY.
Actually, I think there's something called bluetooth or whatever, but I'm not technological. NZ is like technology-hick town. Our broadband is the same speed as American dialup. No shit.
Yet another note: I'm not happy with this chapter. I'm sick of staring at it though, and after ten odd readthroughs, I just can't tell what's wrong with it, so it's going up. I like the next chapter better, not to worry :P
The Marauders
"I'm gay."
Those words have been the beginning of so many adventures, and they are the beginning of this one. Sirius kept his eyes on his guitar as he spoke and after, surveying the wood and strings he knew so very well. He felt more intimate about his guitar than he did about his underwear. It was like an extension of his body, he had rarely been seen without it since he was seventeen years old. It had been there for him in moments of happiness and sadness; he had played romantic songs on it at Lily and James' wedding, and angry frustrated songs on it whenever any of his family members tried to contact him. Now, it was his salvation in this awkward moment; his eyes stuck to it, and he didn't allow them to flick to Remus' expression, to see... whatever he expected to be there. Revulsion? Acceptance? He wasn't sure. Remus was an enigma, and there was no way of predicting his reaction. Sirius just had to wait, and hope.
"Oh." Remus said, ever so faintly. Well, he hadn't expected that. His amber eyes widened, fixing on Sirius who was predictably surveying his guitar. He always seemed to turn to it when things got too much. Remus simply studied the man for a minute, as though seeing him in another light. He supposed the stage antics Sirius got up to should have been a dead giveaway; he had french kissed each other member of the band on stage at least once, and had been seen kissing men and women alike offstage, though most people assumed it was for show. Well... part of it must be, Remus supposed, the kissing women. But... whoa. Sirius, manstud of Hogwarts, desired by women everywhere, was gay. That was kinda big. But should it be? Sexuality wasn't a big deal these days, it really wasn't anything huge when Remus thought about it. Sirius was gay. So were some of the greatest people who ever lived. Why not Sirius?
"Is that what Regulus found out that day?" Remus asked, his voice sounding hoarser than he had expected.
"Yeah." Came Sirius' response, his tones equally hoarse.
Remus grinned, and lightly shoved his friend. "And you tried to kill yourself over that? Jeeze, I'm a werewolf, remember. You say gay like it's a big deal."
Sirius blinked, turning his eyes to Remus as though afraid. Remus smiled back reassuringly, and Sirius laughed, hardly daring to believe how accepting his friend was. He pounced on the blond, hugging him spontaneously.
"Thank you." He whispered.
"For what?" Remus smiled back, returning the hug.
"Oy! C'mon lovebirds, we've got an audience to wow." Came James' voice, and they looked up. James rolled his eyes.
"Yeah yeah, I'm sure that was a very tender moment. Come ON!"
000
The show started out great, as usual. Sirius worked the crowd, while the others hovered and played a bit of backing music for him. He made them roar and scream, tossing his hair and laughing, as he shouted out the usual words to get them going. It worked every time, the crowd were a screaming gibbering mess before they had even begun to play for real.
"OKAY FUCKERS, ENOUGH FUN!" Sirius grinned. "We're gonna actually start with the music now, with a song about a guy I met one time on a rooftop. GIVE IT UP FOR THAT GUY!" Their first song of this set was the one he had had the crowd sing along with the previous night, and yet again, the passion in Remus' ending solo was overwhelming. Even Sirius applauded along with the crowd.
"THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME, RIGHT?" He screamed, and the crowd screamed right back. "I think Remus is outdoing himself. He's the best fucking violin player ever. I WANT YOU TO ALL SCREAM FOR HIM!" The crowd roared in response, and Remus laughed, waving at them with his bow.
"HELL YESSSSSS!" Sirius screamed, and Remus laughed even harder. The handsome man looked hilarious, as he often did.
"OKAY, YOU PEOPLE. YOU ARE FUCKING AWESOME, AND I LOVE YOU ALL. I LOVE YOU ALL LOTS AND LOTS. YOU MAKE MY LIFE FANTASTIC. LET'S HAVE ANOTHER FUCKING SONG!" He grinned, looking back to ensure the others were ready for the next song in their set. This one was faster and more upbeat, though the lyrics were far more morbid; songs written by the deceptively calm Remus always were. This one, as all the Marauders knew, was about the mind numbing agony of his monthly transformation. Sirius screamed out the words with all the passion he knew his friend felt for them, and all the rage he and the others felt that Remus had to suffer that.
"AND I FUCKING HOWL!" Sirius yelled the last words of the song, rather than singing them softly as intended, adding some profanity of his own to boot, and the crowd went nuts. He grinned, shooting a glance at Remus, who grinned back.
"ALRIGHT! LET'S GET DOWN TO SOME MORE NAUGHTY MUSIC NOW!" Sirius grinned, as the others prepared for their next song. "But first, I wanna see something I've never seen at one of our shows. I want a totally still audience! Until we start playing the next song, I want you all to just stand there! No screaming, no moshing, nothing, fuckers! Okay?" He yelled, and the crowd yelled back. "Ready? I'm gonna count to three... one... two... three... silence!" And there was silence. Deafening silence, broken only by the sound of Remus switching violin for bass. Sirius blinked.
"Oh wow, it's really quiet. I could get used to this. I can hear myself thinking."
"You think? I didn't know you did that." Remus smirked. The crowd snickered quietly. One girl wooed.
"Shut up." Sirius grinned. "I got straight As in school."
"Sure you did." Remus grinned. "I was at school with you, remember."
"Whatever." Sirius laughed. "We ready?"
Three other people nodded. "Then let's fucking START!" Sirius yelled, and the crowd was unable to contain themselves; they screamed, they yelled, they shouted, people moved wildly, someone threw their undies on stage, and the music started once more.
This song was one of James', and was of course about Lily. It was an early one, and the line "She's a wild little temptress." repeated in it many times. Sirius strutted around the stage as he sang, pulling his usual sexy moves; rubbing James' leg with his, strutting wildly around Peter, hair flying, and then he headed in to Remus.
Usually Sirius did most of his sexy stuff with James, who he knew was always up for it. Now, however, he felt impulsive. Bolstered and emboldened by the crowd's support, he felt ready to test the new waters with Remus. Sashaying up to him, he sang.
"She's just a wild little temptress
She's fucking turning me on
She's just a wild little temptress
I can't fucking controooollll it!"
As James began his guitar solo, moving to the front of the stage, Sirius moved straight up to Remus, giving him a quick, deep kiss, his tongue quickly massaging the other man's, before diving into his guitar piece with ten times the usual enthusiasm. The crowd, especially the female portion, were all going insane. They always loved it when Sirius got into the steamy stuff on stage, and he could practically feel the video cameras on him. This would hit the internet before tomorrow morning. Not wanting to disappoint, as Sirius played, he continued around Remus, rubbing the still somewhat shy boy's legs with his own, pressing together any part of their bodies he could, and as James took to the stage more fully, he pulled the short bassist in for a deeper kiss, stopping playing to wrap one arm briefly around Remus' neck, and was delighted when he felt a light hand on his waist. He pulled back from the kiss grinning, and Remus grinned back, and then Sirius was back on stage, and he was singing and playing and jumping around with the energy of a thousand fans.
At the end of the song Sirius was panting wildly, usually neat hair shaken everywhere, grinning like a man possessed.
"That was a fucking good song, wasn't it? I think we really fucking rock, guys." He grinned. "Shall I sing some more of my pretty, pretty songs? I'd like to sing you a song I wrote this morning. It doesn't have any backing music yet, but I'm going to develop it into something special. Shall I sing it for you?" The crowd, predictably, screamed.
"Alright then." Sirius smiled, flicking back his hair, and crooned into the microphone.
"Oh Remus dearest, you put the teeeeeeea in my mouth, and the teeeeeeea in my heart." Remus laughed loudly, and James looked affronted.
"See, today I've decided that Remus is my best friend. Let's all scream just cuz he's fantastic!" The crowd screamed wildly and Sirius joined in, giving a high pitched scream right into the microphone and jumping up and down, hair flying everywhere.
"Oy, you, I'm feeling all unloved." James hollered, and Sirius blinked.
"Oh gosh, I'm in demand today. Shall I give you a kiss too, James?" Sirius sauntered over to James, planting a large, smacking kiss squarely on his lips. Two guys in one show. This must be a damn field day for the fangirls. They were screaming no end. Usually Sirius restricted things to some humping and the occasional kiss on stage, but tonight he felt reckless.
"I guess I'd better complete the set. Don't want Pete feeling unloved." Sirius jumped all the way to the drums, where he kissed Peter as well, and the crowd went nuts. Sirius returned to the front.
"I WANT TO KISS YOU ALL TOO! I WANT TO KISS EVERY SINGLE PERSON HERE, BECAUSE YOU'RE ALL GORGEOUS! I can see some really pretty people here, though none of them are as pretty as me. I'm just incredibly pretty, aren't I. There should be some kind of law against me." The crowd screamed as Sirius strutted, swishing his hair and swaying his hips ever so slightly.
"I'm gonna sing a song now, do you want to hear it, or do you want me to just make out with my bandmates some more!" The crowd screamed, and Sirius laughed.
"Know what's funny? If I wasn't a famous musician, just some guy who liked to kiss his friends, I'd get beaten up, and called a faggot. While I'm singing the next song, I want you all to fucking think about that."
With that sentiment, Sirius began to sing, going through the motions with their next song. He didn't really expect his words to make an ounce of difference, but damnit, he needed to say that. While striding around the stage, Remus' eyes met his, and the bassist grinned. Sirius grinned back.
000
After that show, they had a quick interview scheduled with a local TV channel. The interviewer was a pretty young woman with a strong accent, who seemed slightly starstruck in their presence. Before the cameras were on, the band all joked with her lightly, trying to make her feel at ease. The second they were being filmed however, she was all business, introducing the interview in her native language, before speaking to the band in English.
"So. You've just had an energetic performance, one people are already calling your best yet. How do you feel about that?" She asked.
Sirius of course, was first to respond. "Well actually, I'd have to say this was one of our best performances. Everyone was into it a hundred percent, the energy from the fans was just fantastic, and I got many, many kisses. A good time had by all." He grinned. The others laughed.
"Speaking of that." The interviewer smiled. "Who would you say is the best kisser, Mr. Black?"
Sirius choked, laughing wildly. After taking a full minute to calm down, he actually thought about it.
"I dunno. James is never into it enough. And he's never thinking about me. It's always his wife." He pouted as though insulted, and James laughed.
"Just because you're some kind of sex god..."
"Why thank you. Anyway, I have no idea where the hell Pete's mouth's been, so it always feels kind of dirty." Sirius smirked, and Peter was the one choking now.
"Hey! I assure you, the only places my mouth goes are places you wish yours was."
"I doubt that." Sirius said smoothly, and Remus was unable to help it. He dissolved in peals of laughter.
"So yes, I'd have to say Remus is the best kisser." Sirius continued, over his hysterical friend's chuckles. "His mouth is nice, it's really soft, and he knows how to use his tongue."
For awhile, laughter reigned. It amused them all no end. Eventually, the presenter composed herself.
"So, what about Sirius? What's his kissing like?"
"Forceful." James said immediately, and they all laughed again. "That's all I have to say, he's really forceful and demanding. He gets really swept up in the moment. Fucking maniac."
"His mouth is really hot, compared to other people." Peter added. "It's weird. He kisses like he's possessed."
"I actually thought he was quite good." Remus spoke up, shrugging lightly. "He's just dominating enough, you know?"
"Woo, Remus has a fetish!" Peter grinned cheekily.
Remus laughed. "Not like that, idiots. But I'd have to say he's a pretty good kisser, from what my limited experience tells me."
"Ooo, limited experience?" The interviewer grinned. It was clear she had strayed far from her initially planned line of questioning, and was just digging for gossip.
"Yeah, I was never popular in school. No girlfriends or anything. And now with the whole fame thing, there's kind of a barrier between us and other people, like they're caught up by our fame, and we're always worried they're just using us. It makes relationships really difficult. We have less friends than ever. So yeah, the total of everyone I've kissed in my life... two." He laughed.
"Oh wow. And here I thought I was your first." Sirius said, pretending to be upset. "Who else?"
"Some girl back at school. I think her name was Mel... we went on one date, but it never went anywhere."
"You kissed her?" James blinked. "You never bloody told us that!"
"I was fifteen at the time. I didn't want to go blabbing my conquests across the school, like some people." Remus eyed Sirius, who blinked innocently.
"Yes, I am looking at you Sirius, famed manwhore of the dorms. Jeeze. It's not pleasant waking up to your morning after dance. Some of us want to sleep."
Sirius laughed. "Aha... yes. I was quite the stallion. I like to think my sex drive has calmed down since then."
"You like to, but it isn't true. We all still hear you wanking." James smirked.
"You... shut up. Next question please?" Sirius asked, practically begging the interviewer, who was watching them in fascination.
"Ah yes... You've travelled all over the world. Which places did you like most and why?"
000
After the interview, they returned to the bus, every one of them wiped. They shared a quick beer, and then Peter went straight to his bunk, James and Lily going soon after, and somehow Remus and Sirius wound up on Remus' bunk, just lying there, exhausted from the day's exertion.
"Why the hell are those guys going off to bed right after every show? Lazy fuckers." Sirius said absently, his head on Remus' lap again, Remus sitting leaning on the wall, and Sirius' legs reaching right to the other wall, where he had them folded.
"They're just tired. I don't know how the hell you have so much energy." Remus sighed, fiddling absently with a piece of Sirius' hair.
"I'm Sirius fucking Black. That's how."
"Of course." Remus rolled his eyes. "I had forgotten your name."
"I guess it's a good thing that I told you then."
They sat in silence for awhile, Remus playing with Sirius' soft hair, Sirius lying there with his eyes closed looking as though asleep, but Remus knew the difference. He knew that when Sirius was asleep, his perfect mouth would open wide, and he would curl up to whatever was closest, murmuring to it and sucking it in his sleep. After a short while of silence, he opened his eyes again.
"So... what I told you earlier..." He started, with an awkwardness that was totally unlike him.
"I already told you, I'm fine with it. Unless you're gonna tell me you're going out with Peter, or like, madly in love with me. Then I reserve the right to freak out a little."
Sirius laughed. "Nope, I just... wanted to talk. It's been fifteen years since I realised that about myself, and this is the first time I've ever had anyone to talk to about it."
"Fifteen years? You were twelve when you realised?" Remus blinked.
Sirius nodded. "It was when James and I got into the quidditch team, and I caught myself checking out the guys in the shower and thinking 'dayum.'"
"So what about all the girls?" Remus blinked.
Sirius shrugged lightly. "Compensation or something. I have now come to terms with the fact that I would far prefer a cock in my arse than a pussy round my cock."
Remus choked. "Sirius Black, king of Putting It Bluntly."
"Well girls are all gross! They're all soft and wet and squishy. Guys are much nicer, all hard muscles and clean, none of that leaking fluids stuff. And you don't have to worry about babies." He grinned.
Remus shrugged. "Whatever. That's fine for you. I consider myself an asexual being."
Sirius shrugged. "That's boring though. No sex."
"Sirius, you are the closest thing I have ever had to a sex life. Do you feel honoured?" Remus eyed him.
"Totally. I should like, have sex with you. Then you'd see what you were missing."
Remus rolled his eyes. "Sirius, have I ever mentioned that you're an idiot?"
"Pretty constantly, but it doesn't bug me. The day that I do or say something stupid and you don't call me an idiot, will be the day I announce my love for all things female and squishy."
Remus laughed. "You're also insane."
"That's all part of my charm. And calling me insane and idiot and other things that start with i is part of yours."
"Why thank you."
Silence reigned for a time, until Sirius rolled over, a light snore escaping his mouth, which lolled open. He was asleep. Remus smiled, as the tall man began to suck on Remus' trouser leg. Sirius was practically his brother, and he loved him as such. He knew everything about Sirius, from the way he yawned, to the size he went to great lengths to keep his fingernails at at all times. Remus was closer to Sirius than any of the others, and in a way, Sirius was closer to Remus. He and James did everything together, yes, but Remus was the one he would come to afterward to pour his heart out to. They were almost like a married couple, only without any of the married stuff, like romantic feelings. And yet, Remus found himself smiling slightly as he brushed the beautiful hair from Sirius' face, and snuggled down to sleep next to him, the smile growing slightly wider as Sirius slung a sleepy arm around him, cuddling in closer.
000
Remus woke up slowly the next morning. He simply lay, eyes closed, in a trancelike state for twenty minutes before realising his forehead was wet. He dragged his eyes open and looked up, unable to control a snort of laughter as he saw Sirius sucking on his forehead, and occasionally muttering something he couldn't quite make out. Remus smiled, contented for now just to close his eyes, and return to his not-quite-awake trance.
The next time he awoke was similar, though this time he noticed more; the position he and Sirius were in. Sirius' long, lanky body was wrapped right around him, curling Remus up into an impossibly small ball, pressed right up against his chest. Sirius was sleeping on one arm, and had his other one flung over Remus still, while Remus; arms were both pressed up against Sirius' chest. Remus imagined that this would be a wonderful way to wake up next to a lover, warm and comforting, and ever so right feeling, the way people's bodies fit together. And then he fell asleep again.
When Remus regained consciousness again, he noticed his surroundings properly, waking up fully this time. Sirius was muttering against his forehead again, and this time Remus could make out the words.
"Mmmmgh... your hair tastes like soup Remus, why does it taste like soup? Why did the ninja need a whore this time? I will pee on you tonight if you ask..."
Shaking his head, Remus reluctantly extracted himself from Sirius' warm embrace, a strange thrill coursing through him at the disappointed moan that left Sirius' lips when he departed. Not making much of it though, Remus changed clothes quickly, spraying on a ton of deodorant with a vow to himself to take a shower the next chance he got. He was caked with last night's sweat, and really knew he should shower, but he just couldn't find the will to right now. Instead he headed out through the bus in search of a cup of tea. Ah, sweet tea. The source of life. Nectar of energy. A lot better than the coffee shit Pete drank. Well speak of the devil - Remus entered the kitchen area to find Peter sitting at the table; coffee in one hand, cellphone in the other. He looked up from the text message he was sending to smile, and give Remus some sort of vague greeting, before returning to his text. Remus got himself some tea and sat down too, sipping in silence for awhile, until Peter put away the cellphone, and looked at him.
"Your forehead's wet..." He said, eyeing Remus weirdly. Remus shrugged.
"Sirius fell asleep on my bed and sucked it. That man is insane."
Peter nodded. "Jeeze. He was mad on stage last night, kissing all of us. He usually limits it to the occasional snog with James, and some humping. What got you involved?"
Remus shrugged. "Random whim probably. We were having a kinda deep conversation before the show, he seems to have decided I'm his guy for the stage stuff for now or something."
"Better than James." Peter shrugged, sipping his coffee.
"Huh?" Remus blinked.
"James doesn't like the stage antics much. He participates, sure, but it's just for publicity. He never starts anything or encourages it, he just goes along because he's supposed to be Sirius' partner in crime, you know?"
Remus blinked. "He told you this?" He'd had no idea Peter and James were that close. It stood to reason though, you had to have someone to confide in here, or you'd go mad. James had Lily, but she didn't really understand. It was wholly a guy thing, and as Sirius and Remus had found it in each other, it was only logical that Peter and James would turn to each other.
"Yeah. We talk a lot, like you and Sirius. No forehead sucking going on there though."
Remus laughed, and Peter smiled, and then they moved on to more light conversation.
000
Sirius awoke, cold and alone in Remus' bed. It smelled of him. He smiled at that, jumping up and running to have a shower, Sirius was obnoxiously full of energy in the mornings, he always had been, and he skipped all the way to the kitchen, where he got straight into making himself tea.
"Morning guys!" He grinned. "Remus, you look like hell. What's up?"
Remus shrugged. "Nothing really. My forehead feels gross and sticky though."
"Why?" Sirius blinked, drumming his fingernails on the kettle.
"You were sucking on it last night."
"Oh yeah. It tasted like soup." Sirius grinned, jumping with delight when the kettle clicked, and pouring himself a glorious cup of tea.
Remus rolled his eyes. "So I heard. The ninja also apparently needed a whore."
"Oh yeah." Sirius sat down with his tea, but didn't drink it yet. "I reckon all ninjas need is a bloody good shag."
"Whatever. Remus rolled his eyes, going to grab his laptop. He was just waiting to see the videos of them plastered across the internet. And sure enough, there they were. Remus sat down to watch one, Sirius shifting behind him to watch as well. Peter rolled his eyes, picking up his coffee.
"I don't want to see this. Later, guys." He said, and departed.
Sirius seemed pensive as he watched his onstage antics, and spoke shortly after his on-screen alter ego's second kiss with Remus.
"I'm a fucking sexy bitch, aren't I." He said in a very thoughtful tone, and Remus rolled his eyes.
"Whatever you say." The video continued and last night's Sirius pranced around some more. The video was then cut, with footage of their interview. Most of the hysterical laughter had been cut for air, making them appear much less insane. When the video was finished, Sirius smiled.
"As I thought. I continue to be the sexiest being on this earth. Fantastic."
Remus didn't pay attention however, now trawling fansites. As he suspected, fanfiction and art were piling up, and news was already spreading. Sirimus was the new favourite pairing, apparently. Everyone's eyes were fixing on them. Just great.
"The fanfiction's started again." Remus groaned, unable to help himself clicking on a link.
"Oooo, that's always fun to read. Good for a wank." Sirius grinned, bending down to read over his friend's shoulder. They both read in silence, occasionally laughing at some people's notions or concepts.
A/N: Well, this chapter is absurdly long, and I have no idea what to continue from there, so I suppose I'll end it XD There was gonna be another scene, but I'll save it for next chapter, it'll fit there anyway. No boysecks yet, but I promise, the love is coming! In the mean time, have oodles of fan service from Sirius. He wants to kiss you. If you review, he WILL kiss you.
Mkay, here's the deal. I'm trying not to get bogged down with this story like my others, so with each new chapter, once I have at least 10 reviews, and have completed the chapter that follows it, I'll post the new chapters. So I won't post chapter 3 until I'm done writing chapter 4 AND I have 10 reviews for chapter 2. Harsh, but I'm a bitch. :P
Besides... if you review, Sirius will give you a kiss.
Sirius: HELL YES.
Remus: This cannot end well.
Sirius: Remus! Quickly - review!
Remus: Why would I do that?
Sirius: So I can kiss you!
Remus: I...just... whatever. -exasperated sigh-
Tomo: I promise that chapter three is exciting, and contains puppylove. -perverted grin-
Remus: I'm leaving.
Sirius: Where's my kiss?
Tomo: But... I need puppylove!