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What a Little Moonlight can do	By : lolasenvy Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 2009 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had been three days since he had left her apartment, but she couldn't stop thinking about him. The smell of him had gone from her fingers and bed, and she started listening to the news to catch word of him. She even found herself getting a rush at the smell of gasoline. The worst of it was that since harboring her madman, something seemed to turn the volume way down of her normal life. Natural, it seemed, was no longer in it.
On the fourth day, after leaving work early and rushing home, she found herself again sitting in a long shower lost in thought. Inexplicably, she reached for the hot tap and began turning right. The water grew colder until it was singularly, and frigidly so. As the deluge of icy cold water poured over her, her body bucked and shivered, but her mind sharpened.
It wasn't love she felt for this man. He man her feel alive. It was lust, pure lust that she was craving and in that moment it all made sense. The water no longer felt unpleasant, but normal, because anything shocking becomes normal once you stop resisting it.
Finding him was proving to be a right bitch. After all, it isn't as though you can look him up in the phone book. Luckily for her, simply asking around for the Joker usually put people off, so most didn't bother her. She finally got an address to an abandoned building in Crime Alley, and after a shower and change was on her way to either confront her catalyst, or die in a lot of pain.
The building was old, boarded up and deserted. The sort of place few would enter, so perfect for Gotham's Most Wanted. She rounded the back of the building and found the steps to an old storm cellar open. Seems everyone had gone out, so it was the perfect time to situate herself. It was dark, and smelled of mildew, but as she rounded each flight of stairs the place seemed nicer, cleaner, and the smell dissipated. The top floor practically defied belief. It was nicer than her apartment, a large open air loft style with corner units to cool and freshen the air. For a sociopath, he definitely had style.
She walked around until she spied his bedroom, and with great enthusiasm went inside. His clothing was lying on the floor near the closet and his bed was unmade. She walked over and, hovering over it, inhaled deeply. She then spread herself across his bed and laid her head lightly on his pillow. It was the most expensive bedding she'd ever laid on, and it felt amazing.
She must've lulled herself because the next thing she knew she was awakened by the sound of men loudly coming up the stairs. She bolted off the bed and walked to the entranceway, leaning against the structural wall as the small mob began pouring into the room. At the center of it all was The Joker, a very satisfied look on his face. It must have been a good night.
"You are a hard man to find." she exclaimed over the ruckus. The group fell silent and the Joker looked on in disbelief. "You know, you might be beautiful, but coming here." he scoffs, "That wasn't smart. How did you find me?" "You'd be surprised how far a determined woman can get." she replied, "People all over seem to know you. If...you talking to the right people."
The Joker was nonplussed. He watched, anger mounting as she walked to the center of the room and closer to him. "Don't overreact. I didn't mean to intrude, but I wanted to talk to you. I could be good for you. We could be beneficial to one another."
She surveyed the group of men who all stood staring at her. Without speaking, the Joker crossed the room knife in hand. He grabbed her by the neck and held the blade to her just at the collarbone. "Now I want you to listen because I'm speaking very softly." he began, "Give me one reason not to rid this place of an intruder. Make it a good one." He heckled her, but he was anything but jovial.
"You thinking about carving me up?" she responded, in the sweetest tone she could muster, "Go for it. No really, go ahead. I want you to." He gaze met his. "Do it." she ejaculated, in a tone that echoed in the space of the loft. "This is all your fault, Joker. You've changed things. I can't go back, and I'm not afraid to die, not in the least. I finally get the joke, and its funny because you want to frighten me but that isn't going to happen. So where do we go from here?"
Her voice lowered and she took a step toward him, "If you think it feels good to watch someone cower before you, try watching them tremble beneath you." She looked into his eyes for what seems like ages, certain he was listening, yet his blade was still as her throat. "Why don't you humiliate me? Punish me for breaking in. Make me crawl on all fours or keep me completely nude in front of your boys here. Teach me a lesson, hmm? I'm sure you can come up with something far more depraved without even trying."
There was a sparkle in his eyes, and she smirked very subtly at it. "Of course, you're right." she exclaimed loudly, "you should just kill me. Come on, I really want you to." She leaned into in his knife and looked up.
"You've taken the fun right out of this." he added flippantly. He removed the knife, but while rocking back on his heels his hand inadvertently caught her shoulder, leaving a one inch cut which was now bleeding lightly down her arm. She closed her eyes, acknowledging the pain with an expression of gratitude. From behind them one thug muttered to another, "What a freak."
Without breaking his concentration on her, the Joker casually pulled a gun and shot the thug right between the eyes. The small mob all scattered from the body now on the floor. "When will you all learn? That's no way..to speak to a lady!" he says, still fixated. "Now one of you go an get a bandage, she's bleeding over here." he adds, directing with the gun.
"I'm fine." she sighs, a bit shaken. The Joker tilts his head and smiles. "Oop." he begins, "Don't speak. You get in too much trouble when you do. I think, you might be right, a punishment is just what you need." He scans her over slowly, "I'm gonna give it to you, but I gotta think up something just... right. Go and sit on the edge of the bed like a house cat while I think of something." She smile coyly and began walking toward the room. "What's... uh, your name?" the Joker asked.
"It's whatever you'd like it to be, sir." she replied. "Good. That's good." he mumbled, laughing to himself.
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