Hello everyoooone ! Ok, this is my very first fanfiction in english. I'm not a bilingual, so I'm sorry if my english is not perfect. My writing would have been much better in french buuuut I doubt there is many french people who are into BatJokes.

Hope you'll enjoy!


It had been a month since the Joker had started to spread chaos through Gotham. A month since almost every night, he and the Batman had been chasing each other. Tonight was no exception. The Joker was currently fighting against Batman. He had blown a school up, and hundreds of children had died. It was the first time he had murdered citizens so young, and he was still laughing at the Bat's face when he had discovered what he had done. The Joker was sure that by killing those brats, he had finally made the Bat realize he had no limits. Everyone could be killed: men, women, children. Even babies. They were all the same, after all.

Batman took him by the throat, and lifted him above the ground. The Joker laughed maniacally. He took out his pocket knife, and aimed at Batman's heart. But the Bat was quick. He moved, and managed to avoid the knife. Angrier than before, Batman tightened his fingers around the clown's neck…

"Well, seems that you finally caught me, Batman," the Joker smiled. "Go on, then. Kill me. You know I deserve it. You know I would have killed you if I had been in your Bat-shoes, Ahehehe!"

"I won't kill you", Batman answered. He didn't loosen up his grip, though.

The Joker's smile suddenly turned into a furious frown.

"WHY?" he spat. "Don't I deserve to die by your hands, Batman? Don't I?"

"No. No one deserves to die by someone's hands."

He put him gently on the ground. The Joker was staring at him, and Batman could read the confusion in his acid green eyes.

"If I killed you, I wouldn't feel any relief", Batman admitted. "I would not feel better. I would only turn into the monsters that I chase every night."

The Joker blinked.

"You mean…" he said, incredulous. "That you'll never kill me? Whatever I do?"

"Exactly."

"Even if I'd burn the entire city?

"I still wouldn't kill you."

"Not even if I'd torture your little birdie?"

"No. I'm not saying that I wouldn't want to kill you. But I wouldn't actually do it."

"HAHAHAHEHE! Oh…Hohohoho…You are just too much…Hehe…"

He put his hand on Batman's cheek and smiled. But this smile was different from his usual psychopathic one. This smile was…sincere.

"…Darling…"

It was the first time the Joker called Batman darling. The first time he thought how Batman was different from any other human being.

For the first time in his life, he realized he had met someone that he did not want to see dead. No. He wanted to dance with Batman forever. To be in this bat's arms, to be near this fascinating man who did not think that he deserved to die. To be close to this friend who would always be by his side.

He smiled fondly at the Bat.

Yes. For the first time in his life, he thought that maybe, maybe…

He might be in love…