Authors note: I know it's been awhile since I have updated but I have been busy with school and such. I even have a tumblr now! Yea, I am actually doing a little promotion thing here aha. It's rather sad. killjoyhikaru .tumblr. com . That's me! Well, now that I am done with the shameless promotion of myself, here is the next chapter.

Chapter twenty-six: "Always jokes with you."

Once Batman had left her there dazed and confused acting like a teenager, Sophie had made her was towards the safer part of the streets to walk. As she was walking, she noticed that there was the park up ahead. Seeing as she had nowhere important to go, she made her way over to the swings to sit. Everyone was gone, and she was the last remaining person there. Sitting there, rocking back and forth, someone had stopped the swings from moving before the started pushing it themselves.

"Bruce, I thought I told you…" she began saying before that person placed their hand roughly on her mouth.

"Don't you dare think for a second that I don't know about you and old Brucey," the man said in her ear removing his hand from her mouth. "Or you and old Batsy. Now what do you have to say for yourself my little Kitten?"

"Joker, I…" she was cut off once again when Joker decided to kick her off the swings.

"I always thought that we were made for each other," he growled, but then began laughing evilly. "That you would never leave me, did you think of me as some joke? That I'm just some Joker."

"Yea, well I thought you wouldn't turn into some asshole," Sophie muttered angrily, standing up from the floor. "When we were younger, things were so much different, the days when you weren't preoccupied with Batman and trying to push him over the edge of insanity. I'm proof that people can be pushed into insanity, that you have the capability to do that. Can't you stop? We used to be so in love."

"Love," Joker scoffed, pulling something out of his pockets. "I never loved you, you only fascinated me."

With that, he roughly placed the rag he had in his hands over her mouth. It didn't take her long to pass out in his arms, the sounds of his laughter echoed in her mind.

She had no idea where she was the moment she opened up her eyes. Everything around her was darkness and to be even more cliché she was tied to the bed. "I thought you would have been more dramatic," she muttered to herself softly with a small laugh. Back in the days the two of them would have stayed up till 3 in the morning planning evil things to do to people, never actually killing them herself, but it was a way of bonding. This wasn't like him.

"Jack? … Joker?" she called out hoarsely. Thankfully her mouth hadn't been covered. "Please let me go!"

"Why would I do that?" a voice asked her, flipping the lights on quickly momentarily blinding her. "I thought you would have enjoyed being home again."

"Jack just listen…" Sophie began saying until cut her off my angrily placing his hand over her mouth squeezing tightly.

"No, it's time for you to listen to me," he growled licking his lips like usual. "I have known you since I was 18 years old, we have been through so much together, and you leave me because I am acting the way I have always been? I know you knew this would have happened, deep down I know you knew. How could I have not turned out this way? And then you tell me that some um Bat thing comes round and changes your mind like that?"

"Jnfnfevghjl," she tried saying something but his hand was still covering her mouth. He smirked letting up his hand slowly. "It was different when we were younger. People change. I changed and you changed. I don't want to be… evil anymore. I just want to be… me… I always thought a person could never look past my scars, but someone has. He hasn't even brought up the fact that I have scars. Around him it's like I don't even have them, around him I forget."

"I understand you…" Joker began saying softly licking his lips unconsciously. He seemed like he was when they had first meet. Like he actually cared for her, but he shook his head violently bringing himself back. "No! Tell me who you are getting so comfortable with and I will murder him. I will splatter his blood on the walls and you shall be mine again. I don't easily let others play with my toys. Is it that Bruce? You're probably a charity case to him. The scars that you have give him the better image that he actually cares for the less fortunate."

"Let me go, please Jack, you should know what I am going through. The identity crisis. I'm sure you went through it before you choose to be this man in the end. I don't know what I want, and I thought I wanted to be this mad person with you but I can't do it. I can't be like you anymore. I have to be me. Because we have been so alike in the past in high school, I just thought we were a match made in hell. We both have the scars that have led others to judge us and we both wanted adventure and to create chaos, but now I see it was just you. I thought because we were so alike I had to be you. Does that make sense?"

Joker stood there silently. He understood, she could see it in his eyes. "It makes sense and that's why I hate society. You were normal to me, and you made all the sense in the world. And I never choose to be this way… It was who I was always supposed to be. I can change you back to the way you were. Things can go back to the way they were. Me and you. I promise, and I am a man of my word."

"I love you, and that's why it hurts me so much now. I think this has been the first real conversation we have ever had…" Sophie smiled sadly. "Always jokes with you."

"Maybe I should kidnap you and tie you up more often," Joker manically laughed with his smile. "I'll let you go, but I will change you and I will win you back. It will be like a game. This will make me more interested in you again, keep things fun."

"Not everything is a game, Jack," Sophie sighed as he untied the straps.

"Maybe to you, but to me life is a game," he laughed. "Now remember. I am watching you so don't get too cozy with old Brucey. Though I want to give you a spoiler, I won't let myself lose this game. Now run kitten!"

With that she horridly ran out of the room and quickly out of the building. She was in the slums, and it seems that Joker wasn't going to let go so easily. Jogging quickly she ran kept glancing behind her thinking that he would be behind her. A she ran she bumped into a solid mass of something, if things could actually get anymore cliché.

"What are you doing out here?" a voice gruffly asked. She looked up and saw it was Batman. "Can you explain why Joker kidnapped you and then simply let you walk away?"

"It's a long story," she sighed defeated. It was going to come out sooner or later. "Let's go out for coffee and I will tell you all about it."

Authors Note: I hope you liked it. Again, sorry I have been busy with school! Review please!