Only You Chapter 7
"A silent tear, an empty smile..."
It was the morning of Christmas Eve, the snow had started to fall, the busy hum of Christmas shopping had begun. Bruce Wayne had not been seen for months now, neither any sightings of the Dark knight had been reported. No one really seemed bothered, too caught up in their own lives.
Inside Wayne Manor the atmosphere was quiet, Alfred shuffled around doing his daily duties and had walked into the room to discover various decorations that had been torn, scattered and thrown around the room. In the distance you could hear the sound of crashing, smashing and the rage of one angry Clown. (Which would explain the destruction). Suddenly the Clown Prince came into the living room hurling books at Bruce.
"You don't remember?! That's all you can say to me after all these years?!"
He screamed at the wide eyes Billionaire who, while taking abuse from the clown, was trying to save all the other ornaments and objects around him from being damaged, while simultaneously being very careful at what he said as not to anger the Joker further. Something was not right with him lately. Ever since Christmas day was getting closer, Joker was always on the offensive and wanted to change the subject when ever the word "Christmas" was even mentioned.
"Joker calm down! I don't know exactly what your talking about. And what thing I should be remembering." he said soothingly. Using his Batman voice usually worked on Joker, but not this time. Instead the Clown grabbed Bruce by the collar and slammed him against the fire place. Thank God the fire wasn't lit. Bruce thought.
"So insincerely, but so gently in denial..."
"Oh yes you do Battycakes! Somewhere deep in that head of yours, you still remember what happened that night!"
Jokers Voice was dripping with the sense of Betrayal. There was only one time where the Joker talked to him like that. Bruce sighed, finally understanding what the Clown was talking about. He thought that they had got over this.
"And me the thief, so selfishly.."
"Joker..." He gritted his teeth. "Why do you bring all this up now?"
Silence. The clowns eyes were blazing green.
"You seemed fine a few months ago when you snogged my face off."
Bruce blurted out, not thinking about the pain the maddened clown would inflict upon him.
No screaming, No snide comment. Not even a Laugh.
To his astonishment, The Joker simply released his grip on Bruce's collar and starred straight in his eyes, and Bruce saw how broken the clown really was.
"All the moments meant for you, I made them mine.."
{Flash back}
Black Mask, the biggest baddest villain in Gotham, (or so it seemed), had gotten pretty pissed off with the new Vigilante called "Batman". Over the past 2 years crime rates had dropped rapidly. This had caught Black Mask's attention and as a result, he placed a bounty of $50 million on Batman's head and hired 8 of the best assassins to take him down. It turned out that a new villain who goes by the name as "The Joker", was responsible for all this chaos. He had Black Mask kill his own girlfriend, steal his men, impersonate him and blow shit up.
It was this master criminal, the Clown Prince of Crime, that found himself on Christmas day in a shopping mall. The whole place was empty which was not surprising. Anyone that saw him would run like hell. Why was he here? He did not know. Probably for fireworks and tons of explosives! Yes! He wanted to make more of those snowmen bombs he loved so much. It also made him laugh, seeing Batman surrounded by smiling Snowmen, as the Vigilante was the only one not smiling. God that man was so serious!
Nevertheless, serious the bat may be, but something had changed in him when Batman had swooped down to save his sorry ass from that exploding building. It had given him a whole new insight on fate. His fate, Batman's fate, their destinies were intertwined.
At first the Joker really did want to kill him, but Batman quickly became someone special to the clown. Even when the Dark Knight would pound his head into the ground, the physical contact drove him wild, the pain was exhilarating and he knew it was what the Bat needed too. He could see it in those deep blue eyes. They were no different. He was the other half. The Final piece to the puzzle. They completed each other.
All these thoughts whirled though his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he craved the Bat's attention.
"A wishful look, a hesitate.."
"Thats it!" He exclaimed aloud. "All I need to do is make enough noise till' Bats comes running to save the day, beat me to a pulp (which I enjoy all too much), he shoves me in Black gate Prison and I break out again! Rinse and repeat!"
He laughed triumphantly creating echoes around the room.
"I know he wont see it yet but one day he will realise, and he will be mine."
The Joker's laugh grew louder and louder until a familiar figure appeared from above.
"Whats so funny?" The voice growled.
The Joker spun on his heel to face the Bat.
"Oh nothing to worry your little head about. Just a little plan I have been concocting, and a mighty fine one if I don't say so myself!" He grinned cheekily.
"What ever your planning it wont work. Im taking you back to Black Gate, where you belong."
"You're hoping I will notice that you're not OK..."
Batman spat. The anger inside of him was hard to control, especially around the Clown.
"Im sure you will, many times in fact, but thats all part of whats about to come!"
The Joker began to walk closer to Batman, feeling the urge to be near him.
"But one thing has been on my mind, just one thing, and it wont go away..."
The words came out slowly and carefully spoken, like he wanted the Bat to hear everything that was spoken.
Batman swallowed hard.
This guy was all new kinds of creepy. He had never dealt with anyone like it.
"And... what is that?" He asked feeling his heart rate quicken.
"Why, oh why, did you save me?" And with that, he flung back his arms and started laughing. He still couldn't believe it had happened.
Batman interrupted the Joker's fits of laughter by pushing the Clown up against a wall with such force, that he almost broke one of Jokers ribs.
"Hahaha!" His laughing only increased. The Clown loved it when he got this reaction.
"STOP LAUGHING YOU FREAK!" An inferno of rage exploded from his mouth. The young Bat really didn't know how to cope with this madman. Anger was the only thing he knew.
"And me the fool; you turn away..."
And then without thinking he pushed even harder into the Joker, not realising how aroused this made the Clown, and himself. Their faces were inches apart, Batman could feel the Jokers heart beat under his hands, and the rushes of hot breath on his face.
This got the clowns attention. He didn't think his plan would be working so soon.
"Oh bats! I didn't know you felt that way!" Joker pouted, which got a blush from Batman under his cowl.
"You made me do that!" His face heated even more.
Batman stepped back.
The clown managed to take away his power and control, this wall he had built around himself, from just one touch. The Bat was having second thoughts on how he felt towards Joker. It was a mixture of hate, excitement and lust. He just didn't know which one to act upon.
"It's only then I feel the weight of my mistakes..."
"Hello? Is it me your looking for?" the Joker laughed noticing that Batman was lost in thought. And he some how knew it was about him.
The Bat seemed so vulnerable, and Joker liked it.
Taking advantage, the clown walked back towards the vigilante, slipping his arms around the man's waist pulling the two bodies together, closing any remaining gap.
Batman gasped.
He didn't know if it was the fact that he was young and had no experience of sexual encounters, or that the clown had some spell over him. Either way he regrettably found himself enjoying every moment, letting his guard down and allowing the Clown to take control.
"Joker..." The vigilante interrupted the sensual moment.
"What having second thoughts?" Joker raised an eyebrow, his mood changing.
"No, just, id rather not do it outside... in a shop." Inside Bruce felt disgusted with himself. He couldn't believe that he was even considering going through with this. But there was another part of him that had always wanted the clown. He just made being Batman just that little more bearable. The madman became increasingly attractive to Bruce the more he was around him. The night was young, it wouldn't harm him for just one night, to enjoy himself and just do something that didn't involve near a death experience. Well he could never tell with Joker, but that made it even more enticing. The alternative would be running around around Gotham in the cold, dragging Joker's unconscious body all the way back to Black gate. No, this way seemed much more appealing.
Batman snapped back to reality and found Joker with a massive grin on his face, and a naughty look in his emerald eyes.
"I like your thinking Bats." he murmured in his ear.
The Batman nodded and released his grip on the clowns arms.
"We'll go to the nearest Hotel." He replied gruffly.
"What, no Bat cave?" Joker sounded disappointed
"No." came the blunt answer.
They walked through the snow in silence, but Batman could sense the clowns excitement. He wouldn't stop looking at his abs and lower... It made him self conscious. He blushed.
They reached a shabby hotel and Batman instructed the Joker to wait outside while he booked a room, but by the time he opened the door the Joker was already sitting on the bed.
"How did you-" Batman started.
"I climbed up." The madman put simply with a cheeky grin.
Batman sighed and sat on the bed next to Joker, his armour making a clinking noise as he moved.
It was weird, sitting so close. The Joker seemed so elegant, his white skin glowing in the moonlight. His ruby red lips seemed so soft. He looked beautiful.
"And if I cut you, if I bruise you, then the sc