Why So Serious?

A Batman Begins/Dark Knight fanfic

Rating: M, for safety's sake.

Pairings: Bruce/Joker, Harvey/Rachel

Warnings: AU, Slash, Language (Mostly mine), Hetero, Violence, High School Humor, Murder, Bullying, and Brucie!Bruce.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bruce Wayne, the Joker, Batman, or anything else related. They belong, I believe, to DC comics and Bob Kane. I do own Strawberry Dream, Diana Cross, and The Diana Files. I co-own The Wannabe Russians with Akito-chan. I also own The First Annual Wayne Junior Engineering Competition of Gotham High, Richie Gate, and Bartholomew Allens.

A/N: I was shocked! I woke up at noon and I had 3 reviews! In less then 12 hours! I LOVE YOU ALL!! This is my gift for your reviews, another chapter in less then a day. this chapter is dedicated to Uke Yuki, or my Sachikins! She beta-ed this chapter for me. Luff you!

Why So Serious?
"One, two, three, four... Batman can be such a bore! Five, six, seven, eight... help him meet his final fate! Gotcha! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!" --Joker, New Earth

Joker's POV

I had known that there would be repercussions to being late, but I'd never thought I would have to suffer so greatly. Bruce Wayne? Bruce- Fucking- Billionaire- Teen- Star- Wayne? The one person I hate almost as much as the one who gave me my scars? Why, oh ironic twisted fates, why me? I glared at him as I limped up the aisle, slamming my bag onto my half of the table. I sat down and pointedly looked away, taking out my notebook. Mr. Fox, after giving me another stern look, continued with his lecture on teamwork.

"Alright, now that we're all here, I'm going to tell you what we shall do for this month's project. We are going to... intern at Wayne Enterprises. Thank you, Mr. Wayne, for the offer." Half of the class, including me, groaned, the other half, comprised of fangirls, mostly, cheered. That jerk Wayne just puffed up like a proud penguin... where did that analogy come from? After breaking the news, Mr. Fox said, "I have written down the jobs that are available for you and your partners on these slips of paper. Please come down here and get your assignments from the box."

Because of where I was sitting, I was the last person to get a paper slip. Wayne was too lazy to walk to front of the room, so I had to limp painfully down the aisle to Mr. Fox. I grabbed the last piece of paper from the box, and returned to my seat. I chucked the paper at my bastard of a partner. HE can read it and groan about it, but, much to my disappointment, he whooped,

"Yes! We get to help Lucius and Jim make weapons and stuff for Batman! Awesome!" NOOOOOOOOO. I'm doomed. Truely, Madly, Deeply Doomed. I hate the show Batman, mostly because of Wayne, but also because no one can be so perfect that they always tie up every loose end in half an hour. He should have one person who always outsmarts him, easy enough to do, one person who doesn't have a plan like Batman always does, but is even more dangerous because of it. I might actually buy a TV if they do create a supervillian like that.

I should at least be taking notes, Mr. Fox is explaining how this month is going to work. This is Advanced Technology Education, so it runs for 2 periods. We will walk over to Wayne Enterprises after the late bell, and stay until 10 minutes before the 3rd period bell. We are welcome to go over after school and during lunch and study hall to work on our respective projects. A Mr. Pennyworth will give us employee ID badges, so we have access to the buildings and labs we are going to work in. He also will be our judge, along with Mr. Fox, to decide which of our projects should win the First Annual Wayne Junior Engineering Competition of Gotham High.

Gee, this sounds like the time of my life, not. I applied for this class because I wanted to learn more about engineering, not Bruce Wayne. If I really have to spend time with him, I might end up blowing the building up. That would be fun. I smile dreamily at the thought of an explosion killing Wayne. I crashed-landed back on Earth as everyone else stood up, ready for their first day of slavery, I mean work, at Wayne Enterprises.

Bruce's POV

The Joker as a partner? Weird. It's not that I hate him or anything, I just... dislike him. Oh well, he did skip up here to Ad. Tech. Ed. He must have some talent in designing and engineering, or Mr. Fox wouldn't take him on as a student. I stood up and stretched slightly, enjoying the feeling of my untightening muscles.

Turning, I saw the Joker had a dreamy expression on his face, with his scars it was kind of creepy, and didn't seem to be getting up. But when I was about to shake him a little, he snapped to attention and jumped up, wincing slightly at the pain in his ankle. I wonder what happened, is the Joker a klutz as well as a freak? It wouldn't surprise me. I quickly strode down the aisle after our class, and joined my best friends, Rachel Dawes and Harvey Dent.

"Hey Bruce." They said, in unison. I hate it when they do that, they're such a lovie-dovie couple that they think it's cute to complete each other's sentences and to say things in unison, little secret, it's not. But I put up with it, becasue they are my friends and they are truely in love.

Rachel and I have been friends since kindergarten, when I stole her crayons and she broke my big toe. Strange, yes, but so are we. She respected my daring and I respected her power and a friendship was born. When I signed onto the Batman show, she did too.

She plays Richie Gate's, Batman's true identity, first love, the lead singer of his favorite band, The Wannabe Russians, named Diana Cross. They met when Batman saved her after a crazed fan kidnapped her from the set of her new music video, Strawberry Dream. The fan's last attack before being vaporized tore his mask off and Diana saw his face. Trusting her with his secret, she learned his real name and even started attending the same school. Rachel's vocals were recently featured on Batman: The Diana Files, a CD that DC released.

Harvey transferred here from Marval Studios to be Batman's partner, The White Knight. I hadn't liked him at first, he was stealing my thunder, dammit, but we finally befriended each other. He and Rachel got together after only 3 months of co-starring together. That was 3 years ago. You can see the strength of their love. Diana and Bartholomew Allens, the White Knight's secret identity, finally started dating, breaking Richie's heart, but making him much more popular.

They held hands all the way over to Wayne Enterprises. When we entered we were met by...

A/N: I love cliffhangers. They really make people want to continue reading. Please review! Flames are used to toast my favorite food, marshmellows.