Warning: This is a slash story. Meaning a relationship between two same-sex people. It won't bloom instantly -but there will be steamy parts- at least I won't try to make it like that. Might be slight OC in the way the characters are presented, but I will try my best. Rated M for slash, lemon, all possible the further the story develops. There might and will be scenes where there will be intimate contact between the two, and others where it's just plain Joker and Batman. Joker/Batman. Don't like? Don't watch.

Don't tell me I didn't warn you.

And if you're here purely for the steamy parts, or out of sheer boredom, then this is definitely not for you.

Disclaimer: I do not own Batman, nor do I make any profit from this fanfiction. If I did own Batman... _ You cannot imagine what it would look like.

Chapter 1

Is he even able to be sane?

A groan came from somewhere in the pitch black darkness, and the owner of the strangled sound forced open his blue eyes. He tried looking around, but even his night vision couldn't do much, since for an unknown reason, it didn't work. But the real question was what happened and where was he? Trying to stand up, the blue-eyed man found himself bound by chains. Why couldn't he remember being captured and chained? This was ridiculous.

"This is interesting. Batsy has finally awoken." an all-too-familiar falsetto voice said. The man growled, struggling against the chains. The owner of that ridiculous voice was so going to get his ass back to the Asylum. Even if he managed to escape everytime. Suddenly deciding to give the clown the silent treatment, "Batsy" closed his sapphire eyes and just sighed. He waited for the other to do something or say something, or at least hit him, but nothing came. Which was extremely rare in this case. Extremely rare. It was like the Joker was waiting for him to do something. Him, being the one, the only, Batman. Sighing once more, Batman decided to stop with this stupid game, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Ah, ah, ah. No speaking until I tell you to, Bats." The Joker snickered, his long porcelain fingers reaching for the light switch. As the light flickered on, revealing that it gave barely enough light to allowed both to see each other, the detective bit back a snide remark, and grit his teeth.

"What's wrong? Bat caught your tongue?" the demented clown cackled, a large grin plastered on his face, the two red extensions not helping much to change the size. The blue-eyed man rolled his eyes, trying to fold his arms, but failing miserably.

"Okay, since you asked sooooo nicely, I'll tell you what I want." the Joker said, cocking his head and fixing his emerald eyes on Batman's sapphire ones. Bruce couldn't help but shiver under his... very lustful glare. He had a bad feeling come to him, and instead of keeping his gaze on his enemy, he decided to look around the room.

It looked very much like a basement of some sort. It was dark and gloomy, and for some reason freaked him out just slightly. It wasn't like anything he had ever seen. There were smiley faces everywhere on the walls, and even writing that was clearly written with blood. He squinted trying to read what he said. Finally managing to read some of the smeared words, Batman's blue orbs widened. Must. Capture. Ba... He squinted even more, trying to read the last word but not really being able to.

That couldn't be the beginning of the name Batman, could it?

Shivering as he felt the piercing glare go even deeper into his soul, Bruce allowed himself to look back.

"I want you-" Before The Joker could finish, his captive gave a simple cough.

"And I will not do that." He simply replied, not really knowing what the clown's intentions were, but hoping he wouldn't continue.

"To submit to me."

What was that? Batman's eyes widened once again. Surely he didn't mean it in... That way. Did he? He didn't... Right?

"What?" he simply said, not trying to show his obvious surprise.

"I'll say it as many times as it is necessary, until you understand that statement." the clown said, grinning sheepishly. The Bat could feel a slight blush creep over his masked features, and hoped none of it would show to the clown. Refusing to reply to the sentence that the harlequin had stated, he just looked down at the ground, and tried clearing his throat. The Joker just stared at him intently, before starting to giggle hysterically.

"That was not the reaction I had expected you to have, Batsy. I had more or less expected you to break your chains and give me a beating or two. Seems like you don't hate me after all." the Joker chuckled, getting out of his chair and moving to stand infront of his prisoner, who proceeded to shift away uncomfortably.

"You... You must be crazy." Bruce suddenly snapped in a gruff voice, still very shocked. Another fit of hysterical giggles escaped the clown's mouth, before he knelt down and kept his green eyes focused on his captive, whose blue eyes moved up to meet the green ones.

"Or you must have no sense of reality at all. I know who you are, Batsy. I'm sure you have plethora of girls clinging on to you. What with your sexy body and muscles." the green-eyed psycho snickered, flicking Batman's chest, before sliding that very same finger down to the utility belt, emitting a small groan and shiver from the other.

"Joker." Batman warned loudly, a dark blush creeping over his features as he noticed that his enemy's intentions were indeed those of a... very perverted clown. Realizing his warning had absolutely no effect on the jester, Batman decided to just close his mouth and grit his teeth, trying not to make any more strange sounds.

The finger, now joined by the rest of the family, fiddled with the utility belt. The owner of the hand giggled in satisfaction, as the very annoying obstacle finally fell to the ground with a loud clink.

"You're Bruce Wayne, aren't you? That millionaire or billionaire? I would never mistake those muscles and blue eyes with anybody else." The Joker said, very happy at the sound he had made his captive make. It sounded like a dissatisfied grunt at having his enemy find out his true identity.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." the harlequin said, an obvious smirk in his voice, as his hand moved to the slowly hardening lump of meat in the man's batsuit. Unable to hold in a quiet moan of pleasure once the pale hand worked on rubbing against his manhood from above the fabric, Bruce closed his sapphire orbs. What entertained The Joker the most was seeing how the Batman shivered under his touch.

"Well, now I know your weak point. But I guess that's every man's weakness, no?" the Clown Prince of Crime laughed. The blue eyes were forced open slowly, and showed a very resentful glare towards the clown. It was painully obvious that his enemy knew it felt good.

"Oh, Batsy. No need to look at me like that. I know you like this..." he started, but was interrupted by the wailing sirens of the police.

"But I'm afraid our time is over." A wave, cackle, and then he was gone. Ran out of the door like the complete maniac he was. Folding his legs in order to hide the painful erection, Batman just tried to calm his nerves, and focused on removing the blush off his face. Realizing that his hands were no longer tired, he started to get really angry, but stopped himself.

He would get the clown later. Oh, he will get him alright. Standing up, and trying not to make it too obvious that he was pulling his cape over both shoulders and covering the throbbing organ, Batman just strode out of the basement and climbed up the stairs one by one, panting just slightly at the unexpected activity he had just had with The Joker.

"Gordon, Joker has escaped from my grips once again, but luckily, no one was... Hurt." he said, his voice gruff, and sounded slightly pissed. He hoped that the Commissioner would pass it off as anger that his enemy had escaped him again.

"I know, we met him on the way. We weren't able to stop him though, after hearing that he said you were chained up in a basement. Bruce growled loudly.

"Commissioner. You know I can get myself out of chains easily. You should have captured him." Batman sighed.

"He said... You were overwhelmed by sleeping gas... Er... Sorry about that, Bru- Batman." Batman just rolled his eyes and waved him off with a slight wave of his hand.

"I must go now, I was indeed chained to the wall, and being chained to the wall is rather tiring." Not waiting for an answer, Batman was off to Wayne Manor.

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A/N: Okay, first chapter. R/R, please. It gives us authors inspiration to continue.~