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This is a tribute to all the cool batman things I've ever seen, I've gone a put a spin on an old favorite of the two who will not stop fighting. The dark knight gave me inspiration to write a multitude of one shots involving characters from not only the dark knight movie but some of the older ones too. Hope you enjoy the story!
Don't run away
I can't live without you
Please stay
And I learn to love you right
I was waiting for you
Waiting for all my life
And I've been crying for you
Dying for you all this time.
I shook my head at the damned song on the radio, why did I even bother to turn the thing on? My tongue flitted out to moisten my drying lips and face paint. I didn't like the taste of the paint but I still did it. Couldn't stop. It was a tick after all, I sighed it was show time! Batman just couldn't stay away, and how could he when I kept this city on its toes?
"aww you came batsy, I was wondering if you would but you-uhh never disappoint."
Batman's eyes narrowed slightly at me as if I had done something bad to him or something. Which was true, I had done something bad as I always did.
"Joker, why did you kill Bruce Wayne?"
I was startled; I hadn't wanted to kill the pretty boy! No, I hadn't wanted to kill him, only make him bleed and bait the batman. But I could have sworn the pretty little millionaire had lived! I hadn't hit him too hard, had I?
"I-uhh killed him?"
Batman shrugged. This wasn't the bat I knew. He normally cared about others; He normally kicked my ass when I hurt anyone but him! Well ok he kicked my butt for hurting him too.
"He wasn't breathing when I left."
I shivered at his tone. He sounded as if he could care less. That was news to me; I had thought that he and Wayne were lovers. That was why I attacked the man. I guess I was wrong.
"Hmm, you weren't."
I muttered causing Batman gave me a strange look. But he didn't seem to understand the thought.
"Weren't what?"
I blinked and laughed aloud. Might as well tell him why I attacked the man.
"I thought you and Wayne were lovers."
He snorted lightly, as if he thought it was funny I had even consider thinking that.
"Me and him, why in god's name would you think about that?"
He smiled and sat in the dingy chair before me. He didn't care about how dangerous I was anymore?
"Why not, ha ha ha he never seemed to be around when you were as if he was scared of you."
I shook my head softly. I didn't understand it. Why didn't he care about any of this? Why didn't he care that I had killed Wayne?
"Don't like him that way. Not the one I want to pound into the floor."
I was startled, so he did like someone.
"Are you even into that?"
He must have lifted a eyebrow under the silly mask he wore.
"That? You mean men?"
I nodded curtly. He smiled and traced his lips with a finger.
"Maybe."
I took a step closer. He didn't move or even flinch. So I took a few more. Straddling his waist I gasped as he pressed up against me. Was I the one he was talking about? He wanted to pound me into the ground?
"Batsy?"
He grinned at me, his teeth perfectly white... Now I knew, Batman was Bruce...why had he said that he was dead? But he wanted to sleep with me his enemy? He could have anyone so why was it that he chose me?