Joker sat on the edge of the bed thinking. Then the pain started his mind raced. He looked over at Harly sleeping. Why did he feel this way? He was never angry. He traced his scars with his finger. He started to punch the wall. Again and again harder and harder. Harley jumped as she woke up.

"What the hell are you doing" she asked smirking.

He looked over the smirked pissed him off. He was not in the mood he hated the position they were in. His henchmen were surely listening downstairs. Batman on their heels and gordon sniffing around almost got them caught.

"Don't start with me Harley" He snarled. She giggled.

He got up and looked at his hand it was bleeding. Great he thought to himself. Harly saw his cut and let out a laugh. He thought of breaking her arm but decided just to push her off the king size bed.

"Ouch" Harley exclaimed hitting the floor. Joker let out a small laugh. Harly giggled a bit she couldn't help it.

Again he felt the pain start again. It was eating him away. Harly tried to get back on the bed.

"No" he said grimly.

"Fuck you" she got on the bed.

He pushed her off and this time she recoiled with a slap. He just looked at her. Harley got worried wondering what he would do. He laughed she laughed with him. Out of no where his hand came racing at her face. He slapped her with alittle more force than he meant. Oh well he thought. She took another swing he ducked and punched her gut. She fell to the floor. He let out a loud and long laugh.

"Sorry Girly things to do people to see" He walked out the bedroom door.

Harley layed on the ground she heard the van leaving. "Shit" she mumble. She felt a sharp pain. She looked and and saw a big bruise on her side.

Joker left in the van. He was getting ready for the bank robbery. Then he thought of Harley.

Why did you hit her that hard? He was surprise by the thought. It didn't matter she wasn't really hurt. I hope. Shut up pull yourself togther. Am I sick?

The voices in his head went off like fireworks.

"Not today turn around back to the hideout" he directed the henchmen. The van turned.

It wasn't that bad he thought.

It was like she broke into his thoughts.

Harley got a shower andgot dressed. She heard the van pull up. She was so mad. She grabbed her hammer ready for another fight. She heard the frontdoor opened. Harley heard the Joker walking up the steps. The door opened she swung THUD! Warm blood hit her face she laughed. She looked down at the body noticing it wasn't the Joker it was one of his henchmen. She laughed even harder. She saw a purple figure appoaching the doorway.

Joker was in the kicthen when he heard a thud and Harley's laugh. He rushed up the steps she laughed louder. He appoached the doorway and saw a body. He got to he doorway and saw Harley wearing a baggy t-shirt and tight sweatpants with blood on her face. He let out a loud laugh. She laughed with him. They stopped he got closer to her.

"Harl" he said softly she looked at him with her blue eyes he hated the word but she was so pretty.

She put her arms around him. He put his around her. She kissed him "I love you J"

Joker took out his gun and shot the henchmen on the floor. They both laughed.

"How was your day"? she asked.

"Everydays okay if you end it with a sick smile" he laughed.