Disclaimer: I do not own Batman.

…Except the Joker. Heath Ledger owns him just as much as the comic book writers do.

Warnings: Threesome. FemSlash, Slash, characters are a little OOC, language, sexy bits. This fic is taken from the Batman comics, cartoon, and The Dark Knight. There will be spoilers. Maybe mentions from the old movies. This is slightly crackish.

Pairings will include Batgirl x Supergirl x Harvey Dent and Batman x Joker.

If you have a problem with any of the aforementioned warnings above, I will kindly ask you leave.

Note: This fic was written by my good friend Katie and me. It all started on a trip to Six Flags and a conversation about comic books that just had no ending. So we decided that since Harvey Dent doesn't get enough love, we're going to give him twice as much! Katie brought a notebook to school and we just decided to pass it back and forth and see what happened. This is our love-child, which we have had so much fun on.

See if you can point out which parts I wrote and which ones Katie wrote! A cookie for those who can do it!


It was the first game of the football season. Gotham City University was playing their first game on their home field. Students and players were confident in their teams' abilities. GCU had a reputation for being undefeated for the last three years. Almost all of Gotham City's residents supported their main university's team.

The game started at six o'clock pm. Fans were already seated with their refreshments long before then. The cheerleading team was out on the track, stretching and sporting their team colors on their uniforms. Many of the fans were sporting the colors on their own clothes; red, black, and orange.

Barbara Gordon arrived at the stadium fifteen minutes before the game started. She paid for her ticket and headed over to the concession stand. Barbara bought a water bottle before heading up the bleachers. Her team spirit consisted of loose, faded black jeans and a tight red t-shirt. A red, black, and orange hooded jacket was tied around her waist.

The red-head weaved past groups of people, pursing her lips in annoyance. Dick always had to sit at the top, didn't he? Barbara's eye twitched when she saw him leaning against the fence at the top of the bleachers. He waved when he spotted her.

Dick grinned sheepishly as Barbara made her way over. She glared at him, sitting down with a huff.

"What are you so crabby about?" Dick stole a drink of Barb's water and set it on the bench.

She glared at the bottle. "I hate football. I'm only here because of…" she trailed off and stared moodily at the stretching cheerleaders. Dick followed her gaze, then frowned and put his arm around her.

"Cheer up, Charlie. Kara's just in a position where appearances are everything. You're just one appearance she can't have right now. She'll realize who her real friends are."

Barbara shrugged off the arm. "I'm talking to her after the game, but you're not coming. Go be gay somewhere else while I do."

Dick grinned at her, but bit back a comment about how hypocritical she was when she was madly in love. Instead, he chuckled and watched the football players run out onto the field.

The game ended 20 to 21 with GCU named the victor. Kara was lip locked with the large quarterback when Barbara walked over. Her face went from moody to bitchy upon seeing Kara's boyfriend, but she felt a perverse sense of satisfaction from not being able to remember his name. The, happy, gorgeous couple separated and the football player left for the locker room. Kara saw Barbara and glared.

"Why are you over here? I told you we couldn't be seen in public," Kara hissed.

"I can imagine why. You're mouth was full of Steve's tongue."

"His name is Dylan. Go away and play with your voodoo dolls. I have a party to go to."

Barbara ground her teeth and tried to convince herself that smacking Kara would help nothing.

All though it would sure feel good.

And calling Bruce Wayne's psychotic boyfriend to come and take the guy out was not a good idea.

Although it would be extremely funny.

But very immoral.

But Barbara wasn't feeling very moral right now; she was very pissed.

Barbara growled and grabbed the retreating cheerleader's arm.

Kara spun around and glared at her. "Let go of me," she ground out.

Barbara glared hard at her. "No." She tightened her grip on her secret lover's arm. "We need to talk."

Kara easily wrenched her arm out of the redhead's hand. "There is nothing to talk about."

"Yes, there is." Barbara crossed her arms, eyes narrowed.

Kara felt her stomach do flips. An angry Barbara always seemed to turn her on. But now was not the time. "What do you want?" she asked huffily.

Barbara sighed. "I want you… to treat me like I exist…"

The blonde's eyes softened.

The crowd that had come to see the game had mostly left. Kara looked around. Nobody was watching them. Softly taking Barbara's had, Kara led her to a spot under the bleachers. There were cement blocks holding the pillars to the bleachers up. Kara sat down on one of these blocks. She patted the spot next to her. Barbara sat down next to her with a sigh.

Kara straightened out her skirt. "Now," she started. "What do you want to talk about?"

The redhead sighed deeply. She rested her head in her hands. "I don't think I can do this anymore…" she whispered.

Kara's heart jumped in her throat. Worry was suddenly eating away at her insides. Despite the way she treated her, Kara didn't want to lose the Barbara. She cared deeply for the red haired girl.

"What… what are you saying?" Kara silently studied Barbara, the girl she new better than anyone; the girl she loved.

But that girl just looked sad. "This," she waved her hands to emphasize her point. "The jealousy of seeing you with Dylan, the pain when your shut out when everyone's aroud, the hiding. You're ashamed of me."

Kara sucked in a breath.

"No…" she whispered. Then stronger. "No." She suddenly hugged Barbara close to her, pulling her in her lap. "I'm not ashamed of you…" She buried her head in the crook of Barbara's neck, her grip tight, but not crushing. "I'm not…"

To Barbara, Kara sounded like she was trying to convince herself. Barbara knew that Kara thrived on conformity; it was her way of coping with her alien heritage. Barbara knew that Kara would never, could never hurt her.

But she was sick of the secrecy. Barbara may have loathed him, but at the same time, she felt bad for Dylan. Kara was cheating o him for another woman and he was absolutely oblivious to it. Hell, her and Kara had had this thing long before he came around.

And the redhead really loved her blonde alien.

"Kara…" God, the alien loved when she said her name. "Kara, look at me." Kara looked into the redhead's baby blue eyes. "I love you," Barbara stated soundly. "But I can't keep doing this anymore." Kara looked away guiltily. Barbara softly grabbed her chin and forced them to look eye to eye. "There are so many secrets in our lives already." Kara unconsciously tightened her hold on Barbara's waist. Barbara pecked her on the lips softly, adjusting her position so that she was straddling her lover's waist.

"What do you want me to do?" Kara asked quietly. She looked back down at the ground, Barbara forced her to look back up at her. "I'll do anything. I can't lose you! I can't…" She buried her head in Barbara's neck, breathing in her scent.

The redhead smiled softly, petting the alien's silky blonde hair. It never failed to amaze her how many aliens there were in the universe that resembled humans.

"I just want you to acknowledge me a little more," Barbara said softly. Kara raised sad blue eyes to meet hers. "Just because I'm a theater and computer geek does not mean that I can't be friends with the totally hot cheerleading captain."

Kara cracked a small grin. "So… we be friends?" she asked unsurely. The human was more knowledgeable in the area of relationships.

Said human nodded with a smile. "Yeah. We be friends. With benefits, of course." She tugged at Kara's silky strands of hair. She smirked when the cheerleader groaned slightly. "We'll say you needed help on homework or something, and I was nice enough to offer help."

"Because we both know you're a smarty-pants…" Kara muttered. She laughed playfully when Barbara whacked her shoulder.

"Hey! I wasn't the one who blew up five microwaves in the time span of two weeks!" Barbara admonished with a mock scowl.

The alien smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry?"

Barbara's smile softened. She leaned forward and lightly pressed her lips to Kara's. "I love you…"

Kara smiled. "I love you, too…" she whispered against her girlfriend's lips.

Barbara smiled back.


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I need to know if I should post the other chapters. We already have some the chapters written down, I just need to type them up. BUT I NEED MOTIVATION.