Chapter IX: You can achieve what you porpose
*First Flashback*
Dr. Harleen Quinzel was in the middle of one of the therapy sessions with her favorite patient, she always looked forward to seeing him again. Dr. Harleen was captivated by the clown prince of the crime, anyone could easily appreciate it because she always came out with a smile on her face at the end of her sessions and today it wouldn't be the exception, but things would go a little further this time...
"Mr. J, we've already shared several sessions together..."Harleen said, sitting in front of the Joker, a table separating them.
"That's right, doctor," the Joker replied, and she played nervously with the pen on her fingers. He had thought all day about how to ask the difficult question of Lord J. He took a deep breath and spoke.
"We need to advance a little more in therapy..." She said dropping the pen and fit the frame of his glasses "I have to ask you a question..." she watched the intense eyes of the Joker that only made her more nervous and opened her lips to speak, but he beat her by talking first.
"Wait, Doctor" The Joker looked up at the ceiling "Let me guess. You're going to ask me about the origin of my madness, are not you?" He looked at her expectantly.
"You're right, Mr. J" She sigh, relieved.
"Curious..."
Harleen could almost find out a soft purr from the guttural and deep voice of the Joker. Always, in each session was his patient who was taking control of the conversation. It was inevitable, there was something superior in him...almost magnetic that made her increasingly charmed by Mr. J.
"Can you tell me about it?" She asked, trying to sound safe.
"A deal..."The Joker said thinking that he really wanted her to accept the deal, would be the perfect move to advance the plan that had been running a few sessions before. Seducing her young doctor was finding it easier than she expected, that was her main objective with the sole purpose of leaving Arkham to return to her reign of crime and chaos.
"A deal?" She repeated.
"Correct." The Joker smiled, for whatever had been a terrifying smile with the metal covering part of her teeth, but she found it perfect-I'll tell you my story doctor, but in return you'll tell me how being so young you have the privilege of analyze me..."He leaned slightly toward her, looking directly into her eyes and murmured "What's your origin, Doctor Quin-zel? I'm sure it should be something interesting to hear-
"Mr. J, don't forget that the patient is you"She try to sound as serious as possible, though she liked to know that he was interested in her and he leaned back in the uncomfortable chair.
"Don't be boring, I think it's a fair deal, what do you say?...Do you accept?"
"As I told you before, I really want to help you, Mr. J..."
"Well, if you accept you can help me, doctor..." she said in a soft voice and she fixed her eyes on her red lips parted "I'll accept ... wait, how will I know you're telling me the truth?"
"You'll have to trust me, just as I'll trust you to keep my secret, you should feel honored." He paused to look her in the eyes slightly inclined toward her and said harshly "or he might change his mind and leave this to another moment"
"I don't! I will keep your secret, trust me…"She said the first thing that came to his mind and then he quickly raised a hand to his mouth and softened his throat"I mean...I'll accept the deal, Mr. J"
The Joker smiled "Well...which of all the pathetic stories I will choose for you, oh! Of course, children must be your weakness, dearest doctor. Best of the best for you, here goes..."
"There was a child, doctor...a child who longed to have a happy family, but that child was the mockery of his classmates. Every day a new bruise appeared on his face, his uniform was faded and they knew it was the same one she had used the last three years and as you see, children can be very cruel when they want to be...mmm"The Joker saw her Tightly tightened the sleeve of his white coat and smiled maliciously to himself, he wanted to break it and was getting it-when he got home there was not a hot soup for him, doctor ...a hit and hard was what he received every day...the boy always ran to his room looking at bottles of cheap alcohol and with the sleeve of his old uniform covered the blood in his nose while avoiding inhaling the stinking stench of the drug at home"The Joker saw how Harleen's eyes seemed increasingly sad, there was no comfort in her mother's chest, she stood several feet underground buried in the back yard under an old oak. There was no night when the child could fall asleep; when he closed his eyes he heard his mother's heart-rending shrieks when he died in the hands of his father..."Harleen swallowed, feeling a lump in his throat and the Joker continued. He led his house prepared for what was happening every day, but when a burning fire came, it consumed the old oak tree and his father...He slept drunk to the bone in the old armchair. The boy did not wake him! "J shook himself in his chair. He left the house and locked the door... he sat on the sidewalk in front with the key in his hands and laughed while everything was consumed by the fire. River so, but so strong, doctor...that the tears were coming out of his eyes..."The Joker looked at Harleen.
"That's terrible!...I'm so sorry"Harleen said, closing her eyes for a moment. Feelings arose and he could not help it, he felt a painful pressure on his chest.
"Oh no...don't regret it...I always consider that the boy had a happy ending," said the Joker, noting the clear concern on his face.
"I have you, doctor...just a little more...a little more. You will fall and you will hit so hard against the floor"
"I would be disappointed if you looked at me with compassion, I hope you feel something else for me ..."
Harleen's heart sank. What is he insinuating?...Is it possible that he expected another kind of feelings from her, feelings of attraction perhaps? Her thoughts were interrupted because the Joker continued.
"Well, doctor. I think it's your turn to talk..."He leaned over as much as he could towards her and said with a seductive voice"You're quite intrigued..."She licked her dry lips from dehydration and Harleen compulsively bit into hers. Joker put a half smile on his face and returned to decline in his seat "and well ...? Be good and respect our treatment...don't leave me with doubt"
Harleen tucked a blond strand behind her ear, ignoring that her pulse had accelerated with his words and began.
"I have lived all my life in Gotham City, I was raised by my father in a small but cozy apartment in the northern sector of the city ..."The Joker looked at her intrigued. "If you ask about my mother...well...she died when I born and my father took me to live in Gotham...I suppose I was very fond of my mother's death"Harleen sketched a sad smile and then followed"but I was happy living with my father Mr. J, he always managed with his salary to make me happy even if we did not have great things. You see, he was a physical education teacher in a small school in the city, he specialized in Olympic gymnastics, but he never really had the opportunity to exercise what he really was passionate about...sometimes I think he did not have the opportunity to do it for fear of leaving me alone very small"Harleen sighed"as we were both alone, most of the time we were together we spent in an old gym was near the center of the city and in that place my father always train me with much love every year that we spent together..."She smiled with remarkable nostalgia and continued her story.
"My grades in high school were never really good Mr. J, more if my physical performance"She giggled"but ...my father wanted me to go to college and become an excellent professional"
"It's the desire of every father, doctor..."
"Yes, my father loved me and really wanted to see me happy, you know...married and with children, living in a big house, earning a good salary as a professional...those things. So I decided to train very hard with him to get a scholarship at the best university. However seven months before I graduated from high school... He died in an auto accident on the way home. Then I got the hospital call...and in the hospital the me…"Harleen took a breath"he told me not to abandon my dream...to make me a brilliant doctor..."The Joker looked at the pain in his eyes ""You are special Harleen...you can achieve whatever you propose" that was the last thing he said to me, Mr. J"tears rolled down her cheeks and immediately dry them with the sleeve of her robe.
"Don't cry, Doctor ... I will not lie, I like to see people cry ... but you have a beautiful smile and it looks better on you.
"Oh God...I'll induce myself a diabetic coma, if I continue like this...well...it is necessary, it is part of the plan, yes it is, not that I care about the stupid doctor"
Harleen smiled sincerely and continued.
"I did it, I decided to make his words come true, that's why I kept training very hard, graduated and got the scholarship at the university that my father so much wanted"
"He was very proud of his little Harleen..." said the Joker, bowing slightly, looking into her eyes. She was lost for a second in the beautiful that these were, then turned her sight to prevent him from realizing she was captivated by them and continued.
"Thank you, I had to analyze well what kind of doctorate I was going to study, because as I said, my grades were never very good. Of all the options, I decided for criminal psychology to be one of the shortest races and the only one that caught my attention, I also knew that it would be very difficult to supplement my studies with high performance training and that seemed to be the best option"Harleen took a deep breath and followed-Incredibly prominent among all gymnasts, my father had done a great job with me, so I devote myself to study a lot more and forward several branches, managing to graduate from university in just four years. After that I asked to do my practice in the most difficult place to work, I wanted to prove to myself that I could deal with real criminals and they sent me here" Harleen smiled, thinking that if he had not come to Arkham he would never have been able to talk to the dreadful and known criminal who was the Joker-the director of Arkham liked my job and hired me. Some time later you came and nobody wanted to take your case again, but I offered and here we are..."
"So you offered yourself ... you're really a complete idiot or you're as crazy as I am"
The Joker laughed to himself and asked with malice.
"You like it, Doctor?" There was a double sense in his words, he was a good player, he had always been and Harleen blushed completely and unconsciously her hands began to sweat "doctor...answer me…I asked you if he liked coming here? The Joker could not help laughing, showing the metal in his teeth.
"Yes, of course, Arkham has welcomed me very well" She said trying to sound serene.
"A moment ago... I was wrong, Doctor. I am the one who has the privilege of being analyzed by you..."
"You've been a good patient to me too, Mr. J" She could not hide the nervousness in her words.
"I...I appreciate...your company a lot" He stressed the M with his mouth and spoke soft and guttural -I'm grateful ..."
"What do you mean?" He asked impulsively under his gaze.
"Your father, doctor, he was right...he said it before he died, you have the POWER to achieve what you propose, you are a woman...so decided my beautiful doctor "both looked at each other and the Joker kept the eye contact while speaking"courage and bravery run through your veins...You have a burning fire in your eyes, many must admire..."Harleen between opened his mouth and he followed his seduction game "I could be one of them...they are warm And I can feel the fire of your eyes burning my insides..."
"I ..." Harleen looked away from her powerful hypnotizing eyes, he devoured her with his gaze and she could not bear it.
"Can you approach? You know...I'm kind of stuck here" He said wildly shrugging his arms in the straitjacket.
"I do not think I should approach you, Mr J," Harleen said, though her whole body clamored to approach the Clown Prince of Crime.
"Why not? You know I wouldn't hurt my sweet Doctor Quinzel..."He said softly "I need you to get close. "The Joker needed to make her fall completely into his trap. Harleen sighed and stood up, standing on the side of his chair.
The Joker smiled satisfied "very obediently my innocent little whore"
Harleen looked at the metal door a few feet away, behind the door the guards with their guns were there in case something went wrong, but she was not afraid, just wanting to feel close to him and obeyed him leaning toward his face.
"Damn bitch, your sweet scent suffocates me" thought the Joker as he also leaned toward her. Harleen's heart leapt from his chest from the nearness of their mouths, he looked directly into her celestial eyes and whispered.
"I'll ask you one more time..."Her warm breath choked against her lips and then asked in a really serious tone "You like me, Doctor?"
"Yes..." She looked down, and the Joker could not help looking away from her fleshy, sensual lips and immediately ran her face, containing the strong desire to test them.
"Oh...I will not kiss you, if that's what you think insolent bitch, although I don't deny ... you're beautifull"
When she ran her face quickly, she inadvertently reached between the union of her neck and female jaw and could not help purring in her soft skin, it was instinctive and pleasurable. Harleen shuddered and closed her eyes, took a breath and told him as he took off she.
"You're like a kitten, Mr. J"
The Joker laughed, his mouth wide open, narrowing his eyes. Everything was ready; the next session would have no hesitation in asking the machine gun to his doctor. He was quite sure that she would do anything for him...but what the Joker didn't know is that later he would do anything for her...
*Flashback End*
*Second Flashback *
It was night and Harley was walking around the mansion looking for Mr. J, he had something important to show him, but she couldn't find him in any room and she wondered where he could be. She was worried enough, several hours earlier, in the afternoon, they had had one of their games with Batsy and her Puddin had resulted in an ugly cut on her back, of course, she tried to cure him but he forced her out of the room leaving him Just as he wanted and between so much boredom and concern to Harley came up with an idea to encourage Mr. J, so she rushed out on her bike on the way to the city and when she returned home, she had a new tattoo on her body...more specifically on her cheek.
"PUDDIN?" She shouted asking about the house, but there was no answer.
At that moment he heard some noises coming from the basement and immediately realized that his Puddin was there. He hurried to the white door that led to the basement of the mansion and under the steep stairs, slowly...groping the ground so as not to receive another loud shout from Joker telling him to leave. Moreover everything was a little dark in the shadows and only the light came through the long rectangular windows on the top of the basement walls. Something interrupted the silence of the place, it was breathless breathing, manly and guttural...
Harley slowly thrust her head down the stair railing and her long hair fell on her chest. She opened her heavenly eyes a little more and opened her lips as she stared down at the bottom of J's uncovered back, which moved up and down, as did his whole body. J was "dominated" with his eyes fixed on the wall in front of him, asserting himself from a thick metal beam, his arms forming an L and long drops of sweat slid down the large dragon tattoo on his back along with thin drops of blood coming out of the cross cut he had in it, his green hair was slightly disheveled.
Harley did not notice when he inadvertently stumbled down the stairs, for he kept his eyes on the back of his Puddin, and quickly reassured himself from the railing.
"Go away" he said without turning as he continued to flex his arms.
"I ...Puddin, I have something for you ..." she said, coming down the stairs.
"GO AWAY!"Shouted and Harley ran to him and stretched her arms reaching the obliques of him a little above his dark trousers, the firm subject and the Joker growled furious releasing from the beam and fell back to her. In a second his hand was squeezing Harley's neck against the wall.
"You have my attention, Harls..."Jerked the Joker between teeth and Harley laughed softly as she could with her first goal achieved, he at least now looked at her, furious but looked at her and tightened his neck.
"I have...something for you..." She speak panting and then turn her face to her left. J immediately noticed the new tattoo on her cheek. He let go of her and combed his her green hair.
"Did you like it?...I did it to cheer you up" The Joker shot her a murderous look by turning to her and gave him a hard, quick slap. Harley had some luck this time, J didn't wear any of his thick rings.
"Explain to me now, baby. Because a fucking heart of shit on your cheek would have to cheer me up? "He said opening his arms in front of her theatrically.
"It's your heart, Puddin..."
"NO!"The Joker growled with a fist in his hand and struck with all his might on the wall beside Harley's face and placed his forearm against the wall, causing her to remain beneath him. She looked at him and took his chin and raised him violently causing her to look at the anger in the green-platinum of his eyes " look at me, Harls…"he took her hand and put it on her left pectoral muttering"There is here ...A EMPTY HOLE" He quick and furious utter the last words and then looked up "if...there was...a fucking heart in my chest...this would be dark, cruel...broken and rotten"
J put the mocking smile on his hand to cover Harley's mouth and raised the frame of his eyes murmuring
"Yes it is, baby...so rotten and toxic that it would do you much...a lot of damage" The Joker released her and she spoke.
"That's why I paint it in black, see?"He slapped her roughly again and she moaned in pain with a smile on her lips. "I want...I want your heart Puddin ..."
"You want it?…"
"Yes"
"Well...I'll do something for you too, baby..."He picked Harley up as he folded it over his left shoulder and began to walk toward the ladder. Harley's face stared at J's back, and she licked the glistening beads of sweat from her Puddin, causing him to squeeze one of her buttocks"you like my sweat, kitty..."Harley let out his flippets of giggles and returned to lick "we'll see if you're going to like what daddy will do for you this time..."
Harley bit her lip hoping the Joker would take her to his room but was surprised when on the contrary he kicked the door of his office and came in dropping Harley on the desk.
"What are we doing here?...I thought..."
"You thought? You thought?" He said in an ironic and mocking tone, pursing his red lips and stroking her arm "When did I tell you to think, Harls? Never" He answered to himself as he gave Harley the third blow, and she did. Touched his cheek that burned and unconsciously a slippery tear escaped his eyes and J watched her with his angry breathing full of anger.
"You were the one that you wanted my heart, Harls..." The Joker said, shivering around her shoulders; there was a glint of madness in her eyes"Are you afraid?"
"No" She answered, safely and quickly wiping the small tear with his hand and then fiercely emphasized his words "I WANT IT..."
She got up from the desk and held J's angled jaw looking up at his annoying eyes.
"I love your fucking heart and I don't care a shit if you hurt me, Mr. J" She raised her eyebrows. Joker tossed his hands and held Harley's hips up to restrain her violently on the desk, caressed the tattooed heart on his cheek and then squeezed angrily.
"It's rotten…"
"I don't forget, Puddin" She turned her face to kiss J's hand, squeezing it uncompromisingly.
Joker smirked and jerked Harley's hair tangled in his tattooed fingers and gave a quick kiss biting her lower lip, she didn't have time to smile at the kiss because he thumped her head on the desk with excessive force causing it to close her eyes stunned by the pain of bruising...Joker watched her and then left his office, after a few minutes he came back in with a small metal box in his hands, put it to the side of unconscious Harley and the drawer of his desk sack His purple latex glove he placed in his right hand which turned Harley's face, he caress her for a second before turning on the lamp that had not succumbed to its violence minutes before. The light flickered on and he settled her lightening his white skin, his eyes traveled completely over the illuminated area before deciding where he was going to leave his mark.
Decided to open the metal case, where there was a tattoo machine and all the accessories that needed perfectly accommodated in their spaces. J ran his left hand through his hair and put on the desk what he was going to use to tattoo his girl. In a few minutes the machine was connected with black ink on the needle ready to pierce the smooth skin of Harley. Then Joker leaned over her and with his left hand that had his mocking smile printed on her lower jaw feminine, while with his gloved hand put the needle on the skin. Joker let air out of his half open mouth as he made the first letter "R" and continued tattooing with excitement the groove of his little jaw, there was concentration and desire in his bright eyes, he could not deny it, if he was going to leave his signature on her skin, had to be in fine letters that didn't obscure the beauty of his girl...although that had not been his main objective, but when he began to tattoo his thin skin could not think of anything else to do a good job, Tattooing was not his specialty; No, to make pain felt was his true specialty...so much of his tattoos had been made by one of his men with the risk of dying obviously if they drew a line badly.
The tattoo machine stopped ringing when J unplugged her finished work, left the machine on the desk and gave air pleased, while closing his eyes, that situation reminded him when he gave the first session of electro-shock with that adorable creature, not knowing exactly what to expect and just as happened with the tattoo...everything turned out to be a damn perfection...by a demon! As Harley loved it...mole and all, but ... she finally loved and for that reason she would take care of through the tattoo "ROTTEN" that she will not forget that if she was going to have maybe...just maybe...a very small part of her Heart, it was dark, damaged and rotten and had to accept it by obligation as it was; but J didn't know at the time that in spite of everything, Harley would take care of tattooing his face in his dark heart, but not with black ink... no...with love ink.
Harley was still lying on the desk and woke up a few hours later with a severe headache, in addition to feeling pain in his two cheeks...She brought her hand to the side of her forehead where she had hit the desk, however quickly turned as she was watched by the sharp eyes of her Puddin, who watched her leaning back against the desk seat with a small round mirror in her lap. Harley immediately sat down and then went straight to where J with a bright smile ready to pounce and fill his naked torso with kisses, but before she could reach him, J put the mirror in front of her face so she saw her reflection and she stopped, watching her face carefully. However she didn't see the red on her cheek from slapping, she didn´t even notice the tiny wound on one side of his forehead, his eyes only gazed lovingly at the new tattoo on his skin thinking that J might have marked her forever with Any other bad word ...; but "ROTTEN"...was perfect for her, because every morning she would remind him that he had to work very hard if he wanted to get the rotten heart of Mr J.
She took the mirror and put it on the desk turning to the Joker.
"Mmmm"She murmured coquettishly"you're a good tattooist, Puddin..."She smiled winking at her and sat down on top of him with his legs and whisper seductively"I love it..."She licked her lips and felt J's hands traverse her legs watching her closely while purring, then pulling her hair back violently, her exposed neck bitten by J between kisses. Harley laughed as Joker now stroked the length of his hair.
"Good girl, Harls…"She rose a few inches and then dropped provocatively into Mr. J's crotch, to which the grunting"do it again"She laughed again with mischief and obeyed this time rocking slightly to him. That J pulled more of her hair arching her back to kiss wildly the furrow of her breasts caught by her white shirt.
"You like it, Mr.J?"
J let go of his hair and purr on his neck
"This is not fake, Harls…"He bit her, "I like you..."he murmured again purring gutturally sliding his hands down her back to put them under the denim shorts she was wearing. Then he sat her down abruptly on the desk and pulled her shorts tightly around her legs to remove them. Harley moaned with pleasure for much of the night caught between J's strong arms on the desk that had slid against the wall. Once they got exhausted she lay naked sitting on J asserting herself on his back as she sighed
"You have to...let me...heal your wound in the back...Puddin..." she kiss the letters printed on the neck of the Joker.
"It's Friday, baby...It's getting late for us to go to the club"
"It's Wednesday, Puddin" Harley let out a laugh and Joker raised the frame of his eyebrows.
"Whatever...we'll...you have to show your new tattoos, Harls..."He breathed in the sweet scent of her hair.
"Oh, it's true! Nor can we let Batsy ruin our night!"
"Mmmm...but we have enough time to get my baby back" J said thinking that Bat's wounds were not lucky enough to be attended to by the hands of his beautiful girl. Having Harley was something that only he enjoyed and kissed possessively his pale shoulder.
"With one condition!" She said raising her finger in sign of a "one."
"Mmm...What do you want this time?"
Harley kissed J's jaw and whispered
"One more game, Daddy..."
*Second Flashaback End*
*Third Flashback*
Harley was in the spacious living room of the Joker mansion where he had been living the last ten months, she was sitting cross-legged, as if it were a meditative position, but nothing was further from reality. She did not meditate only admired the false fire of the modern fireplace, which with its LED technology imitated the flames of a vivid red fire around a thick black frame. Her long light hair was tied in two low ponytails that fell on her back ending in pink and blue laughter. Harley already had the tattoos on her face and the rhombuses on her wrist, but they lacked those of her legs and the "Daddy's lil Monster" on her chest. This time she was not wearing any expensive dress that the Joker was responsible for giving her to make her always look like a perfect queen, on the other hand this time she wore a set of tight black sweater and white sports shoes. Harley didn't have a smile this time in her face as was usual in her, she looked at the false fire with a sad expression waiting for her Puddin to get her to go to the club, only this time she wouldn't make company to him. Harley had to go to a very important place...and that was the reason for the look on his face. That day was one more year after the death of her father and had a sacred ritual that she did every year for him and this time hoped it was not the exception...
She had tried to tell the Joker that she had to leave that day, but she could not do it, she just woke up, the Joker left with Johnny saying that he had to go do some business leaving her alone in the mansion, however he said he would go look for her more late that night. Whit that said she decided to wait for him with the intention of convincing him so that he could accompany her where she had to go, although deep down she knew he wouldn't go with her, but at least he had to try, thinking it would be very nice if her Puddin saw the routine that she did every year to her father in the old Olympic stadium in Gotham
The door opened and the Joker walked down the hall, saw Harley absorbed in the sight of the fire in the living room and she wasn't ready to go to the club as he hoped. He felt her unmistakable steps and turned to see him standing in front of the living room. The Joker was surprised to himself, Harley didn't pounce on him as usual, there was only silence in the place and she looked at him with concern, hesitant to tell him or not her plans for that day.
"You're not dressed to go to the club, go and change, Harls"The Joker broke the silence and Harley looked down.
"I'm sorry...today I will not go dancing today, Puddin ..."The Joker stared at her for a few seconds, she looked as if she was sick, despite her usual makeup was impeccable, but he had never heard her say that before. He walked over to her and put a hand on her forehead to take her temperature while she stared at him in astonishment.
"Fever?No...it's not that..."He speak as he realized she was not sick. Harley sketched a small, sad smile as he stood up and the Joker took his chin with one hand "If you will not go to the club...where are you going?"
"I have to go to a very important place...Can you come with me?"
When the Joker heard the question, he let go and turned his back on the exit, no longer interested in what fucking place had to go, even if he said it was important, surely were other of his stupid things he thought and he had business to attend. She would have been forced to accompany him to the club, but it would be annoying to have to see that uncharacteristic expression on his face. When he reached the exit Harley raised her voice for an answer.
"You go with me, Puddin?"
The Joker had had a bad day with some idiots a moment ago and was not for games. He turned annoyed, hit the wall with the side of his fist and gave a clear warning with the anger written in his eyes to Harley.
"Go...or I'll change that fucking expression on your face and take your ass to the fucking club now!"He stopped short of saying to a Harley that he just looked away and nodded. Then he turned toward the exit and Harley heard his footsteps climbing the stairs that led to Mr J.'s room.
Harley let the air escape in her lungs, she knew it was an impossible mission and she would have to go alone like all previous years. She'd never taken any of her ex-boyfriends to that place, because she'd never really felt like sharing that special moment with any of them. Maybe she'd never really fallen in love or just what she felt now for the Joker was surpassing everything she'd ever felt for her university ex-boyfriends…
J reached the room, took off his shiny black coat and began unbuttoning the bottom buttons of his shirt as he went to the bathroom, walked by the bed and something bright caught his attention on his night table. She had forgotten her beloved gold necklace "PUDDIN" and her "HATE / LOVE" pistol the night before in which they had had sex in her room. The Joker shook his head, grunting and twisting his neck, it was dark now, and Harley was adept at getting in trouble. He had to go down to give her his gun, he was too busy lately to have to go get her out of the police station if he got into some other damn problem ...
Annoyingly he took both things and left the room down the stairs, Harley was already in the door ready to leave. The Joker did not finish down the stairs and spoke upset with irony.
"You forget this, baby"
Harley turned and he threw both things on the floor, she bent down to take them and then straightened up looking at his necklace "PUDDIN". He kissed him before the Joker's watchful eye, clasped it around his neck and headed towards him with his Pistol in hand. He stretched his arm to give it to her, raising his face with a great sadness in his heavenly eyes and spoke in a very low tone.
"I will not need it where I go Puddin...Can you keep it for me?" The Joker was lost in the sadness of his eyes, didn't notice when he had the gun in his hand and she was already closing the door in front of him.
The grunting Joker clutching his forearm to the wall to his left, rested his forehead and frowned as much as he could closing his eyes. Something was wrong with Harley and he was very aware of everything, everything had to always fit in his mind, but now he didn't know what happened to her, that disturbed him and intrigue, Harley had been silent since yesterday, did not remember having Seeing her great smile or the characteristic energy that always emanated from her, also when they dined she did not see her eat anything, just as she saw her dancing in the club the night before and already had that sad expression on her beautiful face...J grunted again and the sound of Harley's motorbike interrupted his thoughts, under the stairs, into the living room, ran the great blue curtain and saw her hair in its two low ponytails rock in the wind as it led to the gate that bordered the mansion. Joker saw with a cold expression on her face as she was going maybe to that fucking place, without his fucking weapon, and with that fucking sadness in his eyes. He roared tightening his fists and cursed as he took the keys of the lamborghini on the living room table and went out to go after her...
He didn't hurry, it was a fairly long drive of about thirty minutes to get to Gotham City and the lamborghini was too fast compared to the motorbike that Harley was driving, sat in the white seat of the car again buttoning some buttons of his purple shirt and I ran a hand through her green hair as she saw the reflection of her powerful eyes in the rearview mirror. He turned his wrist to see the time on his expensive, thick clock, 21:15 at night, and any idiot would be destined to die if he didn't see his girl dancing happily at the club by 1:00 a.m that night.
Harley was driving at full speed, staring at the reflection of the moon in the sea at the side of the road, wearing no helmet, and the wind beating on his white face, but he was delayed, he had wasted valuable time waiting in vain for his Puddin. What she didn't know is that several miles behind her a bright Lamborghini followed her without haste...too slow for the taste of the Joker accustomed to speed.
The motorcycle entered the city and also followed the lamborghini, once inside the city with the traffic of Gotica would be easier for the Joker to pass a little more unnoticed, although Harley was frankly quite distracted thinking only to arrive at the expected and Important place.
The motorcycle entered almost reaching the center of the city, turning to its left and she was parked almost in the center of a long block. The Joker also did it in the corner of this and watched as Harley abruptly got off the bike and stood in front of what appeared to be a construction site. The Joker couldn't hear clearly because the noises of the construction machines were very strong, but he saw his girl put her hands to her mouth and he supposed she was screaming for someone to come out. Her screams were heard, the foreman of the construction came out with his characteristic yellow helmet and sleeveless orange coat, then J watched as he pointed out the work under construction with his arm and Harley seemed to shout exalted, then she palpated the pockets of her pants and the Joker knew she was looking for her weapon. He smiled broadly with his metal teeth opening his mouth, but something happened, stopped smiling when he saw that she began to hit with both hands the foreman's chest, the holding of the wrists and pushed hard. The Joker's blood boiled, and with his hand he groped for a gun from the glove compartment of the car, while his eyes were fixed on the man who received a hard hit from Harley and then she climbed on the motorbike starting at full speed while she rubbed her eyes.
The Joker got out of the lamborghini leaving the door open and as he walked briskly, possessed with anger, he loaded the gun in his hand. In a second he had it in the hundred of the foreman who stared with terror at his green hair, instantly recognizing the dangerous man who threatened his life.
"What did you tell Harls?"He growled furiously with a defiant glance.
"Oh! She asked me what had happened to the old gym that was here before, I...I just answered the truth. A long time ago we had the order to demolish it and build a restaurant here"The man who sweated like a pig on his back could barely speak.
"You don't think you were so rude to the baby?"The Joker bellowed, pressing the point of the gun harder.
"I only defended myself! She started to cry and hit me saying that she hated me and that she had to do some kind of routine and her father and I did not quite understand her with the noise of the play, Mr. Joker" spoke the desperate foreman"Mr. Joker,please, don't kill me, I only receive the orders"
The Joker looked up and then turned his gaze fixed on the man's eyes
"She's my girl, you know?"Harley back then was not yet a recognized criminal and the foreman was horrified to realize that he had dealt with the Joker's girl "you think...I care to know that they only gave you the damn order to demolish…or….I care more to please my baby to end your life?Mmm?"
"I...Mr. Joker, I didn't know...that she was your girl"He try futilely to explain the situation, however the Joker shot as soon as the foreman finished the sentence.
Then he returned to the lamborghini and put his hand on the gear lever ready to go get Harley, but he squeezed her hand as much as his strength allowed. It was Friday night in Gotham and the traffic in the center would surely be at its peak, he would not find it so easily and he didn't know exactly where she had gone in such a hurry after realizing that the old gym had been demolished...Joker together his hands and fingers analyzing the situation, his mind was quick and easily deduced that it was Harley's father death anniversary, it wasn't difficult to reach that deduction, since the foreman told her that she left crying and she never cried, no matter how much she ached in any circumstance and he knew better than anyone.
The Joker did not take long to resolve that she would be in the cemetery where her father would be, but which of them? There were at least five cemeteries in Gotica and she had never mentioned anything about it to go safely to any of them. He try to remember the name of the father of Harley to be able to find his whereabouts, then with both hands he beat the steering wheel furiously; She did not tell him his name and he never asked her either...now she only had her last name, the day and month of her death, because she did not know exactly the year she died, she only knew that it had been when Harley was in her last year of high school and even though he knew that she was 26, nothing was accurate...
The Joker ran a hand through his green hair, took his cell phone and called his right hand, hopefully Frost would give the cemetery and maybe it would not rain because the sky was filling with black clouds.
"Boss?" Johnny asked in the line.
"Frost...I want the name of the cemetery where Professor Quinzel is buried, the date of his death is November 27"Joker paused and then followed "do it fast, it's important"
"J, I'll hit him faster if you tell me his name," Johnny said seriously.
"If I had his fucking name I would have given it to you, wouldn't you?" He said, annoyingly closing his eyes.
"Was it my mistake J, something else?" Joker opened his eyes instantly and peered out the window, staring at the corner of the street where the black address sign had been written, bearing the name of the two streets where he was. He turned to Johnny who was waiting in line.
"The name..."His voice sounded hoarse and furious" of the man who is building a restaurant in Linwik 110-150 with Portland Place..."Joker raised the frame of his eyebrows"don't delay Johnny"
"I understood, I'll call you when I have the information"Johnny replied by taking note of his boss's order and the Joker cut off the call.
He wait impatiently with his elbow leaning against the window frame, while his hand was resting on his forehead, exactly six minutes passed when vibrated his cell phone in the empty seat next to him.
"Boss, his name is Robert Quinzel and he's buried in Woodlawn Cemetery, the address is Laurel Hill 4902"
"Well ...and what about the other?..."
"The guy's an entrepreneur, Patrick Larson, he's got a restaurant chain in Gotham...What do I do with the boss?" Johnny asked quietly.
"Go get him...and take him to me...alive"Joker cut off the call and Johnny already knew what to do.
Joker slammed the gearshift back and set out to go in search of Harley. The lamborghini this time advanced fast and fast in the central streets of Gotham, the brand new car gleamed from all the other cars that it deviated with great agility making its way quickly through a dark and long tunnel mocking a fuel truck. Then it left the tunnel and the Joker turned roughly the handlebuck folding in a corner but before continuing to advance brake drastically. His sharp sight made him realize that there was Batman, in a dark alley punching five men with balaclavas and one of them aimed his weapon at the head of a beautiful woman. The Joker smiled and dropped his fist hard on the horn, it did not stop ringing and Batman turned quickly to meet his arch enemy who watches him from the window of the car.
"My good friend Bat!" You're having fun without me tonight! Very disrespectful of you!"
"Joker! What are you doing here?"Said Batman in his deep sterned voice.
"These are my streets you forget that, Batsy boy?"
"What are you planning to do this this time, Joker?"Batman took a few steps toward him and the five men escaped down the alley, releasing the woman who ran through the left side of Batman.
"OH! You look very impatient to play with me, Bat! And I really appreciate it! HA HA HA HA" The Joker covered his big open mouth with his tattooed hand mocking Batman and this advanced straight to the lamborghini window taking the Joker by his open shirt.
"Enough games, do you have this time?" The bat raised one of his fists ready to plug it into J.'s face.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you dear friend, tonight the queen will have my attention…" The Joker floored the throttle while still held by Batman. Then the lamborghini advanced fast and Batman was forced to let go when he felt like his arm was sliding fast by the window. The Joker instinctively gripped the steering wheel with his hands and Batman saw him lose himself swift and fast as he listened to his unmistakable and loud laughter, signature of his nemesis.
"HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHA"Like the sound that produced the also unmistakable car.
The lamborghini finally parked in front of a large fence surrounded by large trees that read "Woodlawn Cementery" and the Joker thought that the gate was much like the entrance of Arkham, to one side was also the Harley motorcycle parked on the sidewalk. J got out of the lamborghini, not without first taking out his weapon and running the grate that was somewhat rusty, way advancing through the tombs, large trees and some white statues of angels. A rather dark place at night, but surely any of the inhabitants of Gotham would think that to meet the Joker would be much darker than to walk through that gloomy cemetery, even though the sky full of black clouds and sepulchral silence increased more of the place.
J saw Harley walk a few more meters to now, she had made a stop before going to the graveyard because she had in her hand what seemed to be a thin rolled up mat, the kind used to do yoga. He did not call her, he knew she wanted to have a moment of intimacy with his father, he just followed her stealthily and leaned on a big tree a few feet closer to and when she unaware of his presence stopped in front of a grave he had Written the name of his father and the date of his death. Harley spread the thin lilac mat and sat down on his knees.
"Hello Dad…It's been a long time since I've been here, but you know...I've never forgot you...I really wanted to do the routine you loved so much today, I remember you always applauded when I finished ..."Harley took a breath of air, squeezing his "I...I'm sorry...I couldn't stop them and they...demolished our place, dad..."Harley could not contain the tears that rolled down his cheeks, ducking her eyes"But I brought this, you know? And I'm still your flexible girl...Did you see it?"
She lifted her face and the Joker watched as she spread her legs horizontally on the lilac mat and tilted all her torso back and now the back of her head unbelievably touched her left leg that was stretched back and the other was Straight ahead. She was like this for a few seconds and then magically returned to her initial position, wiping her tears with her hand "you used to say..."Harleen, one day you'll dislocate your hip! " And I always laughed at you..."Harley laughed softly even with tears in his eyes and then dry them with the back of his hand" You were very funny when you worried about me...I...I miss you a lot, Dad ...Oh! Although I recently met someone who reminds me a lot of you "she said shaking her head in affirmation" is big and strong like you, although of course...you used your classic blue diver and he always see it with a tie and glasses...hahaha I guess each one has their own style" Harley laughed raising her shoulders thinking that J also had a very peculiar style and then got something more serious.
"Dad, talking about that...Don't be jealous for what I'm going to tell you, but...now there's someone else who cares about me..."She said leaning toward the grave, although J could hear everything clearly through his own resounding silence of a graveyard at night"his name is a little complicated to say..."Harley together his fingers to the side of his face"I call him Puddin, because it sounds better...Oh! I know what you're going to say..."Harleen is rude to call people like your favorite dessert"...Harley laughed again-but he also gave me another name, Dad...that's what I wanted to talk to you about...it's also something I'm Harley, I'm Harley and I live with him...Yes, he can be a bit grumpy at times" Harley rolled her eyes"Well...well...he's pretty grumpy and has a demon genius!"
Joker who listened attentively raised the frame of his eyes, though he thought he was telling the truth.
"He is...so special? I don't know how to put in words, Dad...I guess there's no way..."Harley lowered his voice slightly and bowed slightly "he's a criminal...Okay! We both are! I think you shouldn't like the life I choose" Harley brought both hands to his neck and leaned back-but I chose her and I'm happy, I mean it, Dad! I can not imagine the life without my Puddin..." She said holding both hands to her chest "Humm? What did you say? You don't want me to talk more about him? All right! I don't want you to become more jealous..."she said raising her shoulders amused"I don't forget how hard you were with each of my boyfriends "she wink an eye "you were out there with your old weapon driving away all of them!"
The Joker heard the word "boyfriends" and felt the relentless desire to kill them all, just as Harley's father wanted to do.
"Dad, I...I want to tell you that...I'll try not to get into so much trouble, although you know I can be very annoying sometimes and that's a lot of problems!"Harley shook her head slightly"I came here because you know...every year I show you the routine with which I got my scholarship...but don't worry! I thought of something you might like, I've never tried it before but it will work out, I know"She raised her eyebrows with a big smile on her face. Then he stood on the mat under the zip of his jacket and took it off, so did his sweatpants sliding down his white legs and she was dressed in a small pink sports shorts and white shirt "well this is for you, dad...I'll start with the basics"
Harley took a deep breath and immediately made two perfect "wheels" and then returned with three inverted tumblers standing with her legs spread out in the air, her outstretched arms keeping her balance and her fine fingers buried in the ground because he had slipped the lilac mat. Then she began flexing her legs in a magnificent bow, continued to move them elegantly in the air and then flexed her elbows back and lowered her body a little as she also raised her left arm. Now her balance depended on her right hand, she stayed like that for a few seconds and then she sat up with her hands and opened her legs in a "V" way, then she dropped softly and slipped one of her legs from behind, her foot was on the side back of her neck to whatever her flexibility allowed. Harley continued to contort her body gracefully on the mattress, as a soft music guided her in each of her beautiful movements, J's cell vibrated in his trouser pocket, it was probably Johnny to let him know that his order was ready, but he didn't mind, he couldn't take his eyes off Harley's smooth, graceful movements. Joker always saw Harley dance in her golden cage, but this was different, he did not know she had so much potential, she was talent gifted and J felt strange...anybody could say that he felt so lucky to have that beautiful and flexible girl under his care.
Looking closely at some of her movements, she thought that by modifying them a little...they might well be used by her to defend herself...She was clever and he had no doubt of that, just as he didn't doubt the magnetic beauty she emanated and he was determined to polishing that rough diamond, she would shine on his hands, his perfect crime queen...then something got him out of his thoughts and J looked away to his left, meeting the guard approaching Harley perhaps to tell them that those were not Hours to visit the cemetery. He pulled out his weapon and left a little of the leftovers raising his arm and pointing directly at the guard, put a finger on his lips in silence with a dark look in his powerful eyes. The guard of the cemetery saw the Joker and did not hesitate to turn in another direction as fast as he could get lost in the trees, he had seen the very incarnation of the evil in Gotham.
The Joker turned in the shadow of the tree seconds before thick drops of water descended from the dark, large clouds in the sky, wetting everything in its path, including Harley. A heavy rain covered Gotham City...
"Dad…it seems that everything wants to go wrong this day"
New and sincere tears came from Harley's eyes, erasing all trace of make-up along with the salty water of the rain. However she closed her eyes and despite the heavy rain didn't stop, she kept moving her wet body remembering the good times with her father in the old gym.
Harley finished his soaked routine completely as her hair fell on her shoulders, her legs spread fully on the wet mat, one forward and the other straight back, like his arms, one was raised pointing the dark sky and the Another was vertical behind...Harley stepped out of the charming pose crossing her legs and sat down in front of her father's grave. With one hand she dragged the two elastic bands that held her hair, disarming her two loose ponytails. She shook her head a little, running her fingers through the long wet hair that fell on her back.
"Adorable..." was the first thing that went through the Joker's mind.
"Dad, I know it was not the same, but I did my best!" Harley threw a kiss with his hand to the grave in front of her and then looked up at the sky. "Damn! It does not stop raining! I think...I have to go, Dad" Harley stood up"Can you understand that, right?...I know, I will...I will come next year with something better, I promise!" Harley raised her hand in an oath and threw a kiss with her lips "Muuak! I love you too..."She turned and began to walk with her hands on her back forgetting her wet clothes. It was expecting her a long way home. However Joker came out of the shadows and his clothes also got wet as he went towards her and shot his arm in her back pulling her towards himself.
"Harls..."The Joker held her back firmly and her face was a prisoner on his chest.
"Puddin...What are you doing here? You come for me?"She lifted her face and met the depth of his eyes.
"I do not see anyone else here ..."Immediately he connected his lips with hers in an energetic, passionate and dominant kiss. He buried his fingers in her small back, it was very cold with his soaked clothes, but Harley only felt its heat...so intense...J released it and it took his face with both hands looking at the beautiful blue of his eyes "You're mine, Harls...I will always come for you..."He look for her lips again kissing her with more desperation, their breaths crashing against each other, like their intertwined tongues playing in an ardent kiss. The Joker broke away from her.
"Let's go, this is not good for you" He said looking up at the sky.
"Puddin..."Harley didn't believe he was there for her, and the Joker unbuttoned the buttons of his purple shirt, pulled it off and put it on Harley's head, covering part of his back. I take her arm and walk quickly to leave the cemetery while she thought
"I cannot tell you that they are not hurt, because I will...much...but if you can know that if Harley needs me ...I will always go for her"...
Both arrived at the graveyard exit and Joker opened the copilot door so that Harley got into the car and then leave, but she stood in front of him.
"Get in the car, Harls"
"What will happen to my motorbike Puddin?" She said turning to the motorbike. The Joker growled, frowning.
"You'll come for her tomorrow...now get in the car and go home" Joker pulled the shirt off Harley's head, threw it onto the sidewalk and she climbed into the white seat, J closed the door and walked in front of the car, his green hair was wet like his whole body, he ride the lamborghini and at that moment he realized that the cell in his pants had not stopped vibrating. He pulled it out and answered.
"Boss, we found him" Johnny said.
"Well...I'll be home in an hour, Frost" he said sternly and hung up. Johnny again understood J's message and quickly told the Joker's men to shove the businessman into the black van. They had an hour to take him to the boss's house.
"Is Johnny waiting for us at home? I thought he would be in the club" Harley asked turning her face to J.
"Johnny will take something for you Harls..." J turned to the front and the accelerator.
"So? What's the matter, Puddin?" She wondered "You'll see it when we get home" Harley didn't bother to ask more, he would have to wait and just looked in the rearview mirror to his right as the grate of the cemetery moved further and further.
Once out of the last great avenue of Gotham and entering the road, J under the glass of his door, accustomed to feel the wind on his face. The cool wind came through the car and the Joker held it for at least fifteen minutes until Harley sneezed. J closed his eyes, he had forgotten that his girl was still soaked to one side of him and immediately raised the glass by running a hand through his green hair, it was only fifteen minutes to reach home.
The main entrance of the Joker's mansion opened and the Lamborghini entered quickly, only when J parked, Harley could see to his right the black pickup of tinted windows and Johnny along with the men of the Joker standing to the side of this. Harley was about to go down beside him, but he realized it and turned back to her
"Wait here" He said sternly.
"Humm? Why?" He asked and the Joker looked at his chest and looked at him brazenly so that she realized that her pink bra was completely shining beneath her wet white shirt, but she still did not realize why the Joker looked at her from that shape.
"What? Do I have a stain or something?"
"You're drenched, Harley" he said, lifting his nonexistent eyebrows.
"And….?"
The Joker took a deep breath and now he passed both hands through her green hair, combing it back, took her chin and turned it sharply to his men in black suits. Harley finally understood
"Sorry..."
J released it and opened the door to leave
"Wait here"he repeated, and left. Johnny was going to talk to him, but the Joker stretched out his arm with his open hand in front of his face as he waited to speak and then moved on into the mansion through the armored glass door. A few minutes passed and Joker came out with a white towel under his arm, passed through his men opened the lamborghini door and without looking he threw it at Harley. After closing the door he returned to Johnny.
"Where is it?"He said sternly.
"There, boss"Johnny said, pointing his face to the back of the van" I cover his mouth, because the idiot kept screaming"
Joker sketched a half smile and opened the trunk of the truck
"What do we have here?" The Joker saw the man with his hands and legs tied, writhing like a worm lying on the floor with big eyes of panic at the Joker's macabre face, there was a kind of madness in his Eyes and J grabbed his legs and dragged him out of the van. The guy dropped his face against the asphalt and blood began to flow out of his nose.
"Puddin?" Harley said after him with the white towel on her shoulders.
"Oh, baby...just in time!"He said and Harley saw the man on the floor.
"Who is he?"
"He, honey..."The Joker stroked his cheek"order to build a restaurant...demolishing a gym"
"My gym..."She murmured.
"That's right, kitten...you know what to do with him" Joker pulled out his Harley gun and put it in her hand. Harley clutched the gun furiously in her eyes and Joker ran to the side with an expectant look extending his arms toward the man who was twisting on the floor trying to escape.
"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU GO, YOU DAMN WORM?!"She said and kicked hard his ribs under the eyes of J's men. She gave him a second kick this time in his manhood and then bent to tear the wrapping tape from his mouth. Everyone but J turned away quickly to avoid looking at Harley's firm butt under her wet pink shorts.
"YOU ARE GOING TO PAY NOW PIECE OF SHIT!"Harley kicked him in the face and stood up and everyone was relieved, but one of them let out a sigh of relief looking at Harley's legs and for her bad luck the Joker noticed.
Harley was so furious kicking the ribs of the guy who didn't notice when one of the Joker's men fell to the ground with a bullet in his heart after a loud shot.
"YOU FUCKING IDIOT! YOU DESTROYED MY DAD'S GYM!"
"I do not know what you're talking about..." The man put blood in his mouth and spoke with a whisper "The gym was public property..."Harley's eyes reflected all his anger and inner pain when he heard the man's words and pointed out his Weapon at the head of man.
"YOU LIE! THAT GYM WAS MINE AND FROM MY FATHER" She kicked him again screaming but then under his voice "you don't know anything...I want my gym back..."Harley really sounded sad and under his gun. Then the man saw his chance.
"I can...I can give you another gym...yes...that's what you want"He said weakly. Harley left her furious eyes behind and only looked at him with pity.
"You cannot...you cannot give me another gym...that place was special..."She pointed him again"and you're just a stupid businessman...you cannot help me" She shoot before everyone's eyes, including Johnny and J.
Joker got behind her and stepped both his hands down her shoulders
"You did well, baby...that was a bad man..."The Joker told him with an emphasis on the last words, he said it to him as a consolation, although it was not the first time that Harley killed someone, he had done it before, However he wanted to make her feel better, because she knew that this time she shot with pain in her heart.
"I know...I'll go to my room..."She said coming out of the arms of the Joker, he turned and kissed the cheek "thank you..."she whispered before walking out in the direction of the front door, passing through all the men Of J, including the one who was lying on the floor to look over he watched as she strode into the mansion, squeezed his angled and turned to his men.
"What are they waiting for? An invitation to drink some tea?"He said mockingly with a mockery tone in his words"MOVE ON! "
And all but Johnny began to take care of the two dead men on the floor. Johnny approached the Joker
"Robert Quinzel...the man from the cemetery, is not her father, J?"
Joker nails his annoying eyes on Johnny and then softens his expression
"Yes, it's her father...come with me home, Frost...I need a drink"He said raising and lowering his nonexistent eyebrows.
"Sure, J..." Johnny answered and they both went into the mansion, leaving everyone behind.
J had on his loose black pants that he used to sleep and was lying in the center of his large bed of gold sheets with his sight on the ceiling of the room. Johnny had left a couple of hours ago and the clock on the wall indicated three o' clock in the morning. He had fulfilled exactly what he had thought; If he didn't see Harley dancing happily in the club before the clock struck one o'clock, someone would die...and just three idiots had died that day...Joker had thought about going to the club together with Johnny, but It would be useless...he couldn't stop thinking about Harley, he thought she surely felt alone enough without her father that day, so that's the reason why she leave the mansion that night, he couldn't deny it…he was worried about her and remembered part of the conversation with Johnny.
"Do you think kill the employer made her feel better?"
"You don't have to tell me Johnny, I don't know, but that's all I could do for her"
"I do not think it's the only thing you can do for her, J..."
"What are you insinuating?Be direct"
"Are you sure, boss?"
"Well...we're here, do not you think?"
"She needs something else from you, something you can not buy...I'm sorry, J, but...Harley needs more affection from you"
"You ask too much, Johnny HA HA HA HA"
"Does she care?"
"More than I ever thought ..."
"Well...I have no further questions for you boss"
"That's an interrogation? Because yes, Johnny, you didn't notify me to bring my lawyer"
"I don't expect…with that is enough, I can know that even if you do not want...you will end up getting closer than you want to Harley"
"Oh...maybe Johnny...maybe..."Joker stopped thinking about everything and just moved his neck letting out a grunt as he got up to go to Harley's room. He walked to the end of the long hallway and stopped in front of the door and impulsively blew his knuckles and without hitting entered the room.
Harley moved beneath the sheets and a bead of sweat slid down his neck. Joker approached her thinking she had a nightmare because she, while moving, she murmured...
"Where is it?...I want to see it...Let me see it ...no...no…dad...dad"
J moved his shoulder gently.
"Harley wake up, you have a nightmare, baby"He moved her a little louder and she began to open her eyes.
"What...what happened to Puddin?"She rubbed her eyes
"You had a nightmare, that's all" Joker ran some hair from his forehead and realized that Harley was feverish and her usually white cheeks were now very red.
"I'm so hot..."she said as she sat on the bed"just...let me take this off and I'll go with you to the bedroom" Harley started to remove the top of his pajamas and Joker immediately pulled him down.
"No baby. You have a fever...Don't you see? Mmm?"
"But...you came to get me for "that" not Puddin?" She looked at him strangely. As long as she came into his room he was to take her to bed and have sex. J took a deep breath trying to find the words he did not even know about because he was there with her and above all, so worried. However he hurried to contain himself when he saw the color on his cheeks
"You're sick...and today there are not open games…"She looked at him confused and followed him"you'll come with me to my room ..."
"Puddin...you forbid me to stay to bed with…" Joker leaned in and kissed her slowly, intoxicated by the warmth of her fevered breath, felt really pleasant and restrained himself with all his willpower not to take away the nightgown that she wore when she put her warm hands on his chest. He abruptly separated from her as his tattooed torso rose and fell product of excitement
"Wait for me in my room, Harls...I'll go for ice"
"Oh! You bring me some grape juice?"
"Anything else?"Harley noticed that there was no irony in his question and he smiled, shaking his head
"Mmm…mmm"
"By the way...you have forbidden to walk barefoot around the house...don't forget"Harley laughed as he left the room and thought looking at the ceiling.
"Dad...I don't know if you did magic or anything...but thanks"and she walked into J's room with pink slippers on her feet.
J looked at Harley's closed eyes, it was the first time he saw her sleep on his chest ... and he did not know if the warmth of his body was due to the fever that had gone down before putting an ice pack on his forehead...or she was always that warm and he had never really realized it...he pulled her closer to himself and closed his eyes.
The next day Harley woke up, but Joker was not with her in bed and there was a paper on the night table, next to his grape soda and medicines. On the paper was written the time when she had to take them and below was a letter "J"
"Awwww...Puddin..."Harley stretched his arms, smiling, took the medication, the grape soda and came out closing the door. When she closed it she thought he would have liked to see her wake up at his side, but that was too much to ask Mr. J. Harley didn't forget either that he had told her that only for that night she would sleep with him, however she looked at her bare feet while walking to her room and laughed...
"I disobeyed your order Mr. J...Maybe in a while you let me sleep next to you" I sacked my funny tongue with a mad smile.
The day passed normal for Harley, she watched television eating popcorn in the morning, and then ordered the little mess that was in the house, including making Mr. J's bed. She also cooked, ending just in time when J and Johnny arrived. They ate together and then they went to J's office at the house to work and talk business.
Then she went to the living room and began to elongate her body listening to her favorite music in the great speakers of the music equipment, but Lord J infuriated saying that the volume was too high and could not work thus forcing her to turn off the equipment, she Also bothered to tell her then that he had such a big stereo if he never used it and Joker was about to break the music equipment, but she managed to stop it by saying that he would only listen to music when he was not and Joker reclosed together With Johnny. Harley took advantage of arranging and painting his nails that had been marred on the ground the night before and then brought coffee and sandwiches for them, no edges for Johnny, she knew he did not like it and the coffee from his Puddin was always sugar free...after J was disturbed again by interrupting them, he ordered her to go to bed to rest if she wanted to go to the club later that night, so she obeyed grumpy and in revenge took all the time in the world to get ready while Johnny and J were waiting for her. Harley was grateful that Johnny was there because if he wasn't there her impatient Puddin had taken her to make up for the club...and that was not worthy of a queen.
In the club, everything was the same, she danced for J while he spoke with some of his partners, but it was boring because they already knew of the jealousy of her Puddin and didn't dare to look at it much. But when they left, she and Mr. J laughed and joked about how useless their partners were drinking a few more drinks. Then they left Johnny at the club and went to visit another one of the clubs of the Joker, but they were only a moment because everything seemed to be in order and they went home, not without before doing a few trips by the city by request of Harley, that she loved that J stroll her in the bright lamborghini with neon pink and blue lights as the ends of her hair. After that, they stopped at a gas station and Harley with her gun took some candy that she wanted to say goodbye to the scared cashier, while J laughed in the car.
They finally got home about 4:30 in the morning and everyone went to their room. After a hot bath Harley slept peacefully in his bed while J couldn't sleep, this time not because of his insomnia...something was missing in the room and the minutes passed slowly before his penetrating look. Harley's heat was missing in his bed, in his chest, in his skin, and his hand longed to feel his hair...he felt such tightness in his chest that he thought he really needed her to sleep and enough just a fucking night, full in his head, maddening her with rage...and desire.
After grunting, cursing, breaking the clock on the wall, pulling out the lamp from the night table and punching the wall...J was again in front of the door of Harley's room. He entered, but this time he saw her sleep with a smile on his lips, he approached her and glared at her...he put his hands close to her face without touching it
"God…you're so...good..."he repeated what he said almost a year before she fell to the acid for him and abruptly took her in his arms as she began to wake up.
"Harls...you'll sleep in my bed..."He told her as he carried her to his room.
"Whatever you say, Puddin..."she said sleepily and then took the weight to J's words hurriedly opening her eyes so that J had to hold her tightly so she did not fall from his arms and then He threw her on the bed. "Do you want me to sleep with you again, Puddin?" She asked, sitting on the edge of the bed with J, who was with her back to her, closing the door, just turning her face.
"You still have fever, Harls" He replied dryly.
"Humm?"She's got her hand on her forehead"I don't feel anything..."
Joker walked over to her and held her face with one hand, staring at her drowsy eyes and twisting her face so that she would wake up at once.
"The only thing you're going to feel, Harls is a slap if you don't shut up your fucking mouth...you'll have a fever every night and you'll sleep with me without further questions, understood?"
"Are you sure?"Harley quickly felt the sting on her left cheek from the heavy slap he gave her, and then he felt J's lips press together, then she opened her lips to kiss him and he intensified her more stroking gently her cheek that burned as much or more than the kisses of Mr. J.
From that day Harley had the obligation to sleep every night on J's left shoulder and Harley's sleep was the last thing he saw before closing his eyes. Harley also fulfilled her desire to see him wake most days by her side as the Joker's arm wrapped around her back and her hand held firmly to his left shoulder. She always, every morning, magically ended up a bit more attached to the Joker than she remembered having settled on him before bed...magic or not, for some reason without explanation Harley always felt that the Joker needed her more than she need him.
A few months later Harley had a new gym in the basement and this was special, gift from his Puddin.
"Why did you do it, Puddin?"
"It was necessary for your training...you stay in shape and you will learn to use your body to defend you"
"I think I understand what you mean"
"Harls...you'll do the routine for Professor Quinzel next year, right?
"For you too, Puddin…for you, too."
Johnny wondered how J got Harley to stop making so much noise while they worked in the office...it was a mystery that in three years it would discover...
*Third Flashback End*
Oke...I think I only have to translate flashbacks in this chapter and it's long...I know it u_u
I'm so sorry for the delay but my Winter holidays are almost to finish and in a week I'm coming back to college to study and retake courses I debt from last year ;A; please forgive me for the delay, I'll submit the next translation when I have some free time depending the time I take studying for the exams, making proyects, works, activities, etc.
I don't have to get worried about English school because I come back to classes on Agust 16th so...I have more time to write the next translation until I return to English classes Dx
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