Disclaimer: I do not own Batman, Joker, Ivy or Harley. I'm just the author of this fic, which by my count, has a unique plot, so far.

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Now that Harley was back the Joker was euphoric. After breaking in new goons the Joker had set loose a wave of chaos and terror, making the Bat run a obstacle course full of poison-spitting flowers, joker cards, and a hospital full of Smilex victims. He didn't know what happened, but whenever he thought of Harley, some amazingly distastrous plan jumped into his head.

But Harley wasn't here now. This morning, Ivy came over and Harley left with her, promising to come back. He didn't believe her though. Not for a second.

Later on in the day though, he heared her voice. He pulled open the door, and couldn't hold back a chuckle. There was Harley looking like a wet cat (He couldn't say rat, her eyes were too catty), but she was smiling all the same. He was about to call to her, but then he saw Ivy. He growled deep in his throat.

"What the Hell are you doing here?", he sneered at her, he then turned to Harley, glaring at her darkly. She jumped, her light and cheerful demeanor changing quickly.

He opened the door, letting it slam into the wall.

"Get out!"

No one moved.

"I said GET OUT! And if you want her so badly, you can leave too!"

He went to his room, and, again, slammed the door. He heared Harley talking, but tuned her out. How dare she? How dare she bring that...WEED into his house? She was nothing but trouble! And Harley! What the hell was he thinking, letting her come back to him last time?

He knew he had to force his anger at Harley, but didn't care. He wanted to be angry at her. Didn't she know what she did to him? And to bring that woman into his house...it was a slap in the face!

Joker layed down, not changing out of his clothes at all. He closed his eyes, pulling the blanket over his head. It was then that Harley came in. He felt the bed go down as she sat, but didn't move. He pretended to be asleep, calming his breathing some.

"Um..Puddin'..I'm sorry...I just...I know she's not your biggest fan, but she's my friend, I care about her. But I care about you too. Please don't be angry, Mr.J"

When she got no response, she sighed sadly, and left the room, her head hung low. Joker sighed himself as the door closed.

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Sometime later, the Joker woke to the sound of crying. He knew immediately who it was and wished she were laying with him now, regretting letting his pride keep him from letting her. He got up, and made his way to her room, looking terrible in his wrinkled attire.

"Harley? You alright?" He crooned softly. He didn't get a response, only more crying. He soon found out that Harley wasn't awake at all, she was crying in her sleep. Something within him ached and he sat on the bed, pulling her to him. After a few soft words she quieted down, and he got up.

He took the time to tuck her back in, then went to his own room, changing into another suit.

He had work to do.
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Thankyou for your patience! Sorry it took so long, I was so busy with school and stuff. Well, I'm back now. I'm working on the next chapters now. Thankyou so much!