Bending Steel

Summary: Bruce Wayne, Playboy millionaire is now off the market! Taken by a beautiful blond haired man by the name of Jack Napier the press is going crazy with it. Not only that but it seems Batman has found a new accomplice in Joker himself! While some people are glad to have Joker off the streets, some people are a little sceptical, including the members of the Justice League! But while this entire mess is getting sorted one man still stalks the streets and he has found a friend. Doctor Harish is in and he is waiting for his Patience to come for tea.

Disclaimer: I don't own Batman, DC is amazing and I will love them forever.

AN: Read 'Of Broken Steel' so not to get confused

Dick is 13

AN: Someone else is going to make an appearance…who is it? A Surprise!

Chapter one: Comfort and Joy

Wayne manor was a sight to behold during the holidays. The house was covered in snow and the grounds were a blanket of white as icicles shown off the roof and windowsills. The inside was even more beautiful with a theme of blue and white, banisters covered in tinsel and tiny crystal stars, doorways draped in holly and evergreen with a bow of mistletoe in every location and the ballroom was the most lavish of them all.

Guests were dancing the evening away in gowns with crystal teardrops and suits of every shade. The tree was large and filled the room with the smell of pine, decorated from trunk to tip in intricate ornaments and tinsel. The buffet tables were garnished with candles and food and the music was merry and bright and standing above all this was a limber man with soft, butter blond hair and deep brown eyes.

Jack Napier stood on the large stair case, looking down at all the people dancing on ballroom floor, his eyes catching one man out of the rest. Bruce Wayne was a dashing thing as he swept one charming lady off her feet before handing her back to her date. Dressed in his black suit and tie, Bruce looked his best, not to mention his charm was making him even more undeniable. Jack chuckled to himself, trying to remember how long he had lived in this home after Bruce had saved him from that ally way, five, six months. Jack smiled and played with the curls of his wig, the fake hair looking incredibly real because if it didn't, Jack's secret would be revealed.

You see, the true identity of Jack was The Joker, Crime Clown Prince of Gotham. Nearly six months ago Batman had found him dying in an ally way and nursed him back to health. When Joker was back to normal they had planned an investigation on the place that caused all of Joker's pain, Arkham Prison. Their plan went south and Batman was caught and discovered by Doctor Harish as Bruce Wayne, who was saved by the Joker disguised as Jack Napier, the beautiful blond that stood on the staircase now. Doctor Harish was the man behind Joker's own torture and pain and was still loose and although Joker and Batman were on the case, he was still missing.

Jack could care less about it all now though because this Christmas gala was less about the holidays and more about the personal life of Bruce Wayne and his Personal assistant, who happened to be Jack. Jack smiled as his thumb played with a silver band on his right ring finger, simple but stunning it was less of an engagement and more of a promise. Jack looked down at the ring and remembered opening it just that morning.

"It isn't Christmas yet," Jack had said, right then he wasn't dressed in…well anything, he was still in bed, curled up against Bruce.

"I know but this one can't wait," Bruce had said, dressed in only his pajama bottoms and a green wrapped box in his hands. Joker had taken the box and opened it, revealing the ring set in a pretty, black velvet box. "Call it a promise, or a symbol, or whatever, you would like, it's just something to show that I'm taken." Bruce smiled and Joker slipped the ring on his right hand, didn't want to give people the wrong idea.

"Shiny," Joker smiled in response, killing the tension immediately as Bruce chuckled, "I didn't get you anything." Bruce had then given him that look, a heated glace that said Joker didn't need to give him anything, but if he needed to, he could. Which he did of course, a very long and delightful thank you for such a meaningful gift.

"Jack?" The man jumped and turned to the speaker, a young man in his early teens. Dick Grayson had been one of Joker's supporters after the whole ordeal with Doctor Harish and approved of him and Bruce and even went as far as to tease them, constantly. Jack got back at him whenever Barbra came over, giving him a hard time about the pretty red head, tonight they had come to a truce though, well, for the moment. "People are going to think you're a wall flower up here Jack, go mingle."

Jack sighed and took the boy's offered arm with a good natured chuckle. Dick was becoming a handsome young man, also dressed in black with a deep green dress shirt he looked like a young Gentleman. Jack on the other hand was dressed in white with a soft lavender undershirt to break up all the paleness of him. Dick led him from the stairs and on to the dance floor where they found Bruce standing with a plain looking man and a pretty woman. Jack rolled his eyes before he snaked his arms around one of Bruce's own, making the man jump in surprise. Jack doubted it was real, Bruce was just playing it up a little bit as he turned his head and smiled down at him.

"Jack, you startled me," Bruce said and took his arm from the other's grip and wrapped it around his waist. Jack watched as the black haired woman turned a rather charming shade of pink and the man behind her turned several shades of red. "Jack, this is Lois Lane and Clark Kent from the…"

"Daily Planet, yes," Jack smiled and took Lois's offered hand and kissed her knuckles, making her smiled and then took Clark's hand, but the moment their hands met they both tensed. Jack suddenly felt completely naked under the gaze of those blue eyes behind the glasses, like the man was looking right through him and saw exactly who was hiding under the wig. Jack pulled away maybe a little too quickly and cleared his throat.

"Pleasure to meet you," Clark said, his voice was a meaningless drawl and Jack felt Bruce tense so Jack placed a hand on his chest and gave a smile.

"Charmed," He said softly, playing up the light, breathy tone he perfected and Clark eyed him like he would a bug. Jack cleared his throat and offered his hand to Lois, "Shall we dance Miss. Lane?"

"Lois," Clark started but the woman was already swept away by the man and the two gracefully waltzed off in to the crowd.

"That was uncalled for," Bruce started and Clark turned to his friend who had put on the Batman act and Clark crossed his arms, "He is harmless."

"Harmless, you are talking about the Joker here, he almost killed you, me and maybe half the people here," Clark hissed and Bruce glared at him.

"He was also tortured Clark," Bruce hissed and Clark's own glare hardened,

"Maybe he deserved it," He growled out and Bruce gave him a look that should have killed him.

"No one deserves torture, I thought you better than that," Bruce hissed before he turned his back to him and walked away, leaving a pouting Superman behind.

"Can I cut in?" Bruce asked and Lois smiled, watching those blue eyes shine when they watched Jack's face break in to a smile. Lois stepped away and found herself in the arms of Clark who swept her off in to a dance. Bruce danced away Jack who gave a soft laugh at the sudden spin before being pulled against the man's body. "I'm glad you come off the wall Jack, I was getting worried."

"Oh really?" Jack asked as he allowed the man to lead him in to waltz, the darkness of Bruce Wayne complementing the lightness that was Jack Napier. The two danced upon the floor like they had done it a million times, comfortable in one another's arms as the music chimed on. No one seemed to mind, a few stopped to watch as others gazed in awe and some in jealousy. Neither of the men paid any attention to the on lookers, simply to one another, that is, until the music stopped and their dance ended. "You are quite light on your feet Mr. Wayne," Jack teased.

"As are you," Bruce said and smiled. Jack was about to tease Bruce until a whistle had Jack turning to Dick standing in the crowd poitning above their heads.

"What the devil is that child…oh…" Jack had looked up and found that he and Bruce were standing under a bow of Mistletoe. Jack couldn't help being shy when it came to public displays but Bruce was perhaps too bold for his own good because in a moment Jack found himself wrapped up in a pair of strong arms and a familiar press of lips against his own. Jack sighed; if they were going to out themselves he supposed this was the best way to do it.

Bruce pulled away from his partner and turned to the crowd, some were cheering some looked horrified and many were sulking.

"Ladies and gentlemen I would like to thank you for coming to my special Christmas Gala, tonight we celebrate not only the winter holiday but also something a little more personal," Bruce draped an arm around Jack's shoulders and the blond stepped closer in to the man's embrace. "Jack and I are together, an item, however you may see it, Jack has taken me away."

"Oh, never!" Jack said with a gasp, "It was you who had me all this time Bruce!" Jack flushed, his face turning a soft, charming pink. The crowd was quiet for a second until someone began to clap and then in a few moments the entire room was filled with the sound of clapping hands. Jack didn't think it was all sincere and that half of them were just playing it up because they were on the payroll. However, he would take what he could get.

"To the new couple!" Lois said, raising her glass and everyone raised their own in a toast. Bruce smiled and turned to Jack, those blue eyes looking through him in a much more comfortable way than Clark's had.

"To you," Bruce smiled and Jack returned it, raising his own glass

"And you," Jack chuckled and their glasses chimed with the sound of meeting crystal before they sipped their champagne in complete bliss and absolute ignorance as to the dangers that lurked.

Outside in the cold, watching from a distance, was a large man with blue beady eyes and a crazed smile. He giggled an unpleasantly high pitched noise that would make a dog howl, as he looked in to the windows of the manor with a pair of binoculars in hand.

"Hello Joker, my pet," He slurred, like a drunkard on a Saturday, "Here you are, just as I knew you would be, in the arms of your always lover, Batman. Now aren't you a pretty blond, oh don't worry, you'll be back to your normal self, and I'll be there to help, oh yes, I'll be there to make it all better." The man was giggling the entire time, a line of drool falling from the corner of his mouth as he spoke, blackening teeth showing through his smile. "Dr. Harish always makes it better."

OMG! Who can't wait to see what happens now? Harish is back and as Crazy as hell! Joker isn't as crazy but just as fun and Bruce...well alright so i'm going a little OOC with everyong but come on. ANYWAYS! What's Clark's trip eh? R&R!