TW: Suicide

Orion and Walburga Black were strictly drawn and uptight parents, who also happened to be the owners of a dirty business just outside of Wales. They were very powerful as well as wealthy and they expected everything to be perfect. Regulus Black was their youngest son and he was everything the parents could've asked for. He was handsome, smart, and followed every single ridiculously strict rule they had. Although he was younger, he was the perfect heir to the Black family.

 Sirius, on the other hand, was an utter disappointment. He was handsome, but he was also incredibly rebellious. He grew his hair out, listened to "Music of the Devil", and wore dark charcoal eyeliner around his eyes. But perhaps the worst of all was the fact that Sirius Black was a homosexual.. He refused to marry a beautiful and wealthy girl and continue his family's legacy of torture and business. His father would often punish him for his rebellious behavior in such a way that would leave nasty bruises and scars. 

This, however, did not stop the eldest Black son from enjoying his time locked away in the Black manor. It was common knowledge that he would receive his own personal assistant, after all he was still apart of the Black family. In his boredom, Sirius would play with his butler, so much so that the other maids around the house started to call them his " toys". He usually went through them rather quickly after he scared them with his countless pranks and annoying behavior. It was safe to say that everyone who entered the Black house learned to despise Sirius. And he learned to be completely alone. Of course, he didn't know any different.

Remus Lupin was the only son of Lyall and and Hope Lupin. They were extremely poor and barely scraped up enough change to get him through a small college on the outskirts of Wales. When he returned home from his education, he discovered that his parents were completely broke. They had just received an eviction warning from their landlord. Remus threw his aspirations out the window in order to help his family thrive. He applied for every job in the city and got many responses due to the fact that not very many people went to college in his town. The highest paying job that replied to him was the position of  Personal Butler at the Black Manor. Of course, Remus did not want to get a job as a butler and throw his education out the window, but his parents were desperate. So, he packed his belongings and left the very next day.

When Remus arrived at the manor he was greeted by an old butler with greying hair and a faying mustache. He gripped the man's hand firmly and introduced himself.

" Hello, I'm Remus."

The butler nodded and unconsciously wiped his hand on his pants.

  "Of course, follow me this way."

Remus brushed off the rude behavior and followed the man up the stairs and down a long corridor to a stretch that had two doors. The man gestured to the first door.

" This is where you will be residing ."

Remus nodded and set his things down near the foot of the bed. The butler opened the second door and motioned for Remus to join him inside.

" This is Mister Black. Mr. Black, this is Remus Lupin, your new toy."

Remus was completely taken aback by the use of the word "toy" but faked a smile towards his new employer anyway. He was met with the mischievous smirk belonging to a very handsome man. Sirius had long black and slightly curly hair tied up into a bun. He wore a leather jacket and the tightest black skinny jeans Remus had ever seen.

Sirius turned to address the butler who was waiting patiently by the door, silent.

" You may leave us now, Robert."

The man bowed low and swiftly left the room. 

As soon as Sirius laid eyes on his new toy, he instantly took a liking to him. He seemed different somehow. He was cuter than his old ones, that was for sure.

" Hello, Remus. I assume you are familiar with the musical genius that is known as ACDC?"

" Yes Sir, I am."

Sirius smirked at the way Remus called him sir. 

" Wonderful! You're going to listen to it with me."

" Uh, shouldn't I clean or something."

Sirius chuckled. He was going to have a lot of fun with this one.

" No, we have other people to do that. You're mine, so you're going to do what I say. Okay?" Sirius added the question on, but it was obvious that Remus had no choice in the matter. 

" Doesn't seem like I have much of a choice." He muttered under his breath.  Sirius Raised his eyebrow. He was amused with Remus' sarcastic and sassy nature, but he didn't have to know that.

" I mean- Yes sir."

Sirius smiled, satisfied with that answer. He turned to put his record into the machine. He started to sing along and whip his long hair around so that it slowly fell loose out of his bun.

Remus rolled his eyes at the man's childish behavior.

" Your hair's a rat's nest. Don't you own a brush?"

Sirius gestured to the hairbrush that sat on his dresser.

" Well, aren't you going to brush your hair?"

Sirius smirked, " No. You are."

Remus sighed and picked up the discarded brush and sat cross legged on the bed behind Sirius. He started to brush through Sirius' tangled hair.

" Ow!" Sirius cried dramatically. Remus rolled his eyes for the millionth time that day, but apologized.

" Sorry, sir." 

He started to brush less violently.

" Do you know any hairstyles, Remus?"

" Uh, I suppose I know how to braid, sir."

" Good, you do that. Oh, and you don't have to call me sir."

" Okay, Sir" Remus responded on instinct. He proceeded to French braid the mop of hair on his new master's head.

" Do you know what would make this date even better?"

Remus chose to ignore the fact Sirius called this exchange a date. " What, sir?"

" Flowers," Sirius smirked.

" And where do you propose we get those flowers?"

Sirius shuffled over to his chest of drawers and pulled out numerous hairpins and faux flowers and handed them to his toy. Remus started to weave the flowers and pins into the man's braided hair. Sirius looked in the mirror when he was finished.

" Satisfactory." 

He admired it for a few more seconds before asking, " Are you gay or straight?"

" W-what?"

To say Remus was surprised was an understatement. 

 " Answer the question. Now."

" Uh, right," Remus gulped. " I'm gay."

" Well that makes things easier."

"What was that?"

" Nothing."

Remus huffed," Well, what about you?"

" You have no authority to ask that," Sirius said. He wanted to intimidate Remus and the look on his face was priceless.

" Right, sorry sir.'

" Just don't do it again." It took all of Sirius' strength not to laugh. A loud rap sounded on the door.

"Come in!"

Robert opened the door.  " Sir, your tea is ready."

" Robert, what did I tell you to call me?"

Robert sighed, " Yes your Royal Queerness."

Sirius smirked and picked up a cup of tea, " Remus, have tea with me and then you're free to go."

~

Remus sat in his small room across from Sirius' reading a book. He faintly heard the sound of music playing through the thin walls of the house.

" Sirius Orion Black, turn down that horrendous music right now!"

" Can't, sorry Mother!"

" Sirius, do as your mother says!"

" No thanks!"

There was the sound of footsteps up the long staircase, a door slamming, a thump and a whimper. Remus ignored the noises, pushing them aside as just an everyday tiff with your parents.

The next morning Remus knocked on Sirius' door.

" Come in."

Remus opened the door and gasped at what he saw. Sirius had two nasty bruises on his face and there were many more scattered along his arms and torso. 

" Hello Remmy!"

" What happened?"

" Oh nothing, just my bastard father."

Remus walked up to Sirius and examined the damage. " Does it hurt?" 

" A little, but I've definitely had worse." Remus continued to inspect the injured boy.

" Remus, I want you to kiss them."

" What?"

" Kiss them, make me feel better."

Sirius smirked as Remus kissed all the bruises, starting with his arms and working his way up to the ones on his face.

" More." Sirius commanded. Remus placed his lips against the other's and Sirius pulled him closer. Remus pushed Sirius down against the bed and slipped his tongue into Sirius' unsuspecting mouth. A noise erupted from the back of Sirius' thorat. Remus detached his lips to catch his breath and quickly reattached them to the Black's neck. He nipped and sucked on the smooth skin. Sirius failed at suppressing a moan. He tangled his fingers into Remus' curly hair.

Remus pulled away, his face flush and his breath uneven. " Better?"

Sirius had a stupid grin on his face, hair sticking up all over the place. More bruises were forming on his neck. 

"Much."

" Good." Remus climbed off of Sirius and dusted himself off. Sirius pouted at the loss of touch.

" Is there anything else you need sir?"

" That again."

" Maybe we should do something else, sir."

Sirius fixed his hair and sat up. " You're allowed to call me Sirius."

Remus smirked. " Alright then, Sirius. What do you want to do?"

He got up and walked over to his large collection of VHS tapes.

" Lets watch a movie."

~ 

Sirius thought he found someone who finally cared. He and Remus had been spending the last few months together a lot. The had grown close physically making Sirius think that they had done so emotionally as well. The sex was nice, but he liked it when they would spend time together more. He woke up one morning and realized that Remus wasn't in his usual spot. They had been sharing the same bed for weeks now and it confused Sirius as to why he wasn't there now. He walked into Remus' room that was across from his own.

" Remus?"

Remus was standing over his bed, packing his belongings into a suitcase.

" oh, hello sir."

Sirius was taken about by the ' Sir' at the end.

" Where are you going?"

" Well, this was just a temporary job until I got enough money."

"But, I thought you liked it here..."

" Oh, God no! Well, anyway, it doesn't matter. I collected enough money to support my parents, so I'm leaving. Goodbye, Mr. Black."

Sirius felt his heart shatter. He was not used to feeling this way. He never got attached to anyone, he always had his walls up. It was a mistake to let them down. The next few months went by slowly. Sirius never left his room and every minute brought a new wave of tears. He hardly ate and he never requested a new 'toy' to be hired. No one in the manor seemed to care.

" Just less time to be around Mr. Black." They said.

Remus felt bad. He did enjoy his time with Sirius to an extent, but he wanted to continue his life and education. He didn't think the eldest Black son would really mind. After all, Remus was just one of his 'Toys'.

He never imagined for a second that the dramatic punk boy actually cared about him. It wasn't until he got a letter, that he thought Sirius even remembered him.

Dear Remus Lupin,

I don't know if you think about me at all, but I think about you all the time. You were the only person who actually seemed to care about me. I guess I was wrong about that. I'm sorry I held you back from your dream for so long. If it was money that you wanted all you had to do was ask. That's why I'm giving you all the money I inherit to you in my will. I'll have no use for it where I'm going. So thank you for making me believe that someone cared about me even if it was just an act. I truly love you. You, Remus Lupin, were different than my other so called ' Toys'. You weren't a toy at all. You were my friend, sometimes even more than that. I've convinced myself that you never felt the same. That's okay. No one ever did. I hope you can do what you want with your life now that I'm gone. You were mine. Goodbye.

With love,

Sirius Orion Black

Remus was confused by the note. He was shocked that Sirius loved him, but why did he mention his will. Where was he going? Surely he wasn't going to die. He pushed the thought out of his head. The ACDC listening boy that he grew so fond of was just going on vacation for a while, right? To clear his head and find someone else who could love him.

Three days later Remus sat in lounge watching the telly. 

" Breaking news! Renowned business entrepreneurs Walburga and Orion Black have disclosed that their son is in hospital for a suicide attempt. No one is quite sure why, but many of the staff of Black Manor claim that the young man wouldn't leave his room after his latest manservant quit."

Remus was mortified. The letter he received had been a suicide note and it was sent to him. The fact that Sirius' death was his fault hit him like a brick. He replayed the news broadcast over and over in his head. The anchor hadn't said he was dead yet.

Remus took his dad's beat up truck to the nicest hospital in town. He burst through the doors and walked quickly to the front desk.

" I would like to see Sirius Black."

" Name and relation?"

" Remus Lupin and uh.."

" Oh, you're Remus. Okay, follow me."

Remus was bewildered, but happily obliged and followed the woman down the long hall.

" Alright, I'll leave you two alone,but be sure to buzz if you need anything."

Remus nodded and turned to look at Sirius. He looked terrible. His arms were wrapped in blood soaked bandages and his head looked like it had been bashed in.

He smiled at Remus. " I must be in heaven if you're here."

" No, Sirius, You're in the hospital. You're alive."

Sirius frowned and muttered to himself.

" That can't be. Remus wouldn't be here if I was. He hates me."

" Oh, Sirius. That's not true. I don't hate you, that's why I'm here."

" Oh... Did you get my letter?"

"I did."

" You'll get your money, don't worry."

" That' not why I came Sirius. I don't want your money. I want you. Alive."

Sirius gave him a sad smile.

" I love you, Remus."

The heartbeat monitor slowed.

  Remus couldn't bring himself to say it back. 

The heartbeat stopped.

The  horrible screech from the machine filled the room.

Tears fell.

A man turned into a boy as he sobbed into the other's chest.

Nurses rushed in.

A son was lost that day.

Sirius Orion Black.

Time of death: 3:46 PM

May 17, 1976

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Well I hope you enjoyed that extremely long oneshot I found in my notebook from 2 years ago. I edited some parts, but most of it is purely from my early writing years. I hope that my writing has improved since then.