Okay my fellow Fan-Addicts I will admit my shame, I have not written a new Fanfiction since I deleted my other works, which was in 2007 or early 2008, I am sorry.

To make up for my very neglectful behavior I have written a short Fanfic please be nice I have not enough pride to take to harsh of criticism right now, it must be the cold.

Reclaimer: I do NOT OWN… I wish!!!

Bruce Wayne Gotham's much-loved playboy is MY own little obsession. He makes the Mr. Hyde to my Dr. Jackal or is it the other way around, who is the real crazy one me, mass murdering psychopath or Bruce all around good guy that secretly hides himself as a bat. Ohhh…. You seem shocked as if I didn't know HA I know everything right down to the color of your underwear, the bra doesn't match. I knew from the beginning that is why I wanted him to show himself, see I knew how much it hurt my Bruce to hide behind Batman, and besides he has such a gorgeous face why should he hide it.

It took Bruce awhile to know I knew he can be a bit of a airhead at times, you would think that the party crashing and the throwing of the Bitch Rachael to do it bit NOO!!!! It actually took me going to his house in the middle of the DAY!!! Ha you though it was night think again Batman's up at night and I wanted Bruce not Battyboy.

It was about three days after the party, I snuck through his window like Romeo going to Juliet but not as skilled I think I ripped my pants. Either way I made it but was barley through the window when he got me right up against the wall, at that moment I felt so girly with his muscles all pressed against me that I really couldn't help it I kissed him. (Now even though I did come to seduce and win my ladylove I did not plan it to be like this I was suppose to be the man and the aggressor not him but things happens as they will.)

At first he seemed shocked and he jerked his head back as if to break the kiss but I am a greedy man and I held onto his head, he then growled low in his throat and pitch forward pushing me more into the wall his hands grabbing my face and smearing my makeup. It was there right against the wall the I had may skirts thrown up by the rouge so to speak, he pealed off my shirt in a matter of seconds and ran his lovely hands over my chest and then stripped off my pants, I don't wear underwear so it was easy access. As you can Imagine Bruce is good in bed or up against walls and when it was all over I was satisfied and sore so I kissed him on the lips promising a return visit.

Return I did and I enjoyed a week of Bruce's Tender wall Fucks, but then that BITCH Rachael went and slept with my Bruce.

Now I am a nice enough guy, people love clowns, but I am extremely jealous woman and Rachael went to far. I don't blame Bruce Men will be men but I feel there needs to be punishment that's why I switched the addresses after all, I think Bruce will be mad for awhile but he'll get over it Rachael wasn't going to pick him anyway, he deserves someone loyal like me.

I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE SO MUCH MORE INTERESTING.