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Tainted Minds	By : Madame_Anarchy Category: DC Verse Movies > The Dark Knight Views: 3671 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman's Universe or any of it's characters. I'm not writing this story for money.

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Author's Note: Hello my dear readers! I've always wanted to write a Christmas special for a story, but I never thought it would be for this one. I started writing this chapter without planning it too much, not knowing if I would even publish it, but I must admit I'm happy by the way it turned out ^^ Writing it was very enjoyable and I hope reading it will also be.
Thank you all for getting this far in the story with me. As usual, I would love to hear your thoughts about it.
For the third time in a row, wish you all a Merry Christmas. I'll see you in the next chapter!
Well, this was kind of weird. Bruce Wayne was in a cosmetic shop trying to find the right brand of green ink for the Joker. He was all set up with other things he asked for like more white foundation, that apparently, he could buy a truck and still of run out of it in a matter of weeks. He also had a lipstick that looked identical to the one he bought before but was from a different brand and the Joker was very specific about it.
Bruce almost had a heart attack when he saw a woman he had been out with in the store. It was that Russian ballet dancer, dazzling as always. She was talking to another girl in Russian, they were probably shopping for makeup they needed for the ballet.
"Bruce!" she said in her Russian accent, smiling while approaching him
"Natascha! What a surprise!" He said smiling a bit nervously feeling that basket filled with weird things weigh a ton in his hand
"Surprise? What are you doing here?" she asked looking at the basket and getting intrigued by its content. "What it's all this makeup? What are you up to?"
"Hum… just some stuff for Halloween" he said almost questioning her if his answer was senseless enough to make her stop asking
"But Bruce, it's almost Christmas!" she said laughing in the end
"Well, I promised a friend I would… Help him with his costume and he… likes to do things in advance"
"Wow you have a very strange friend"
"Yeah" he answered, "You have no idea…" allowing himself to laugh a little about this whole situation
"I have to go now Bruce, nice seeing you!" she smiled
"Good to see you too"
"My phone number is still the same you know? Don't disappear" she said provoking him a little. They both knew they didn't want to date or anything, they didn't have anything in common besides feeling physically attracted to each other and being the perfect headline for gossip magazines.
"Alright, I won't"
"Liar," she said playfully "See you around!" and left with her friend speaking fast in Russian
Well, this was weird enough for now. He found the ink and left before any other girl could recognize him. He also went to the market to get some food Joker asked. He was starting to get his appetite back. He was still eating very little, but at least his body wasn't rejecting half of the food he tried to eat like before.
Bruce was in denial, but he was fascinated to know such silly things about the Joker. Like the makeup he uses, the food he likes and the fact his handwriting was actually readable. He would have never guessed in a billion years the Joker likes coffee, with no sugar, and smoking while having it. People like that, ok. But Joker wasn't like a real person in his mind until he started to go shopping for him. He was like an ideology, a symbol. But now he was buying Gotham's most wanted anarchist chocolate truffles with orange liqueur on the inside.
He stopped at one of Gotham's most exclusive shopping malls to eat something. He was about to leave when a girl outside a perfume store gave him a sample of a male's perfume. He felt the scent out of curiosity and stopped walking in the same second. He knew that scent. It was Joker's perfume. Or at least the one he used to wear in the past. Before he knew he was inside the store typing his credit card password and being asked about what kind of gift box he wanted for it. He looked at the date on his phone. Yeah, 24th of December. He almost forgot it was Christmas, the decoration was there for so long he got used to it.
He wanted to see Joker right away, but Gordon turned the Bat Signal on, meaning he was requested somehow. He went home very late and tired almost passing out in his bed. He was so exhausted. With the Joker gone from the streets, the mob was more active. It was ironic to think his life was simpler when he was out blowing hospitals up dressed up as a nurse, that meant only one guy to run after, not the entire mob.
Next morning, he gathered all he bought in a big box and knocked on the door. A distant voice on the inside said he could come in. Batman entered and placed the box on the table. He missed a heartbeat when he saw Joker in the bathroom finishing to apply his black makeup around the eyes. He had no lipstick on yet.
"Good timing. Did you find the lipstick I asked?" he asked in a distracted way
"This one?" Batman asked getting it from the box to show him
"Hell yes!" He said excited "Bring it here, will you?"
Batman observed the clown finish what he was doing, not knowing why he couldn't look away from him.
"Why this brand? It's the same shade as the first one I got for you" he asked, trying to talk to him a little
"Oh it's a vegan, cruelty-free line" Joker said in a serious tone
Batman's chin dropped. What?
But that didn't last for too long. Joker started to laugh uncontrollably.
"HA you believed it? I wish I could see your face under that mask of yours" he said laughing loudly and as uncontrollably as before. Batman was so caught by surprise he couldn't do anything about it but laugh as well.
"You brat" Batman said when he was almost done laughing
Joker let the idea he made Batman laugh sink in for a moment.
"So, what else in that box?" Joker asked
"All you asked"
"Everything? Hell, are trying to spoil me or something?"
"Well, I finally understood why you were stealing the mob's money," Batman said getting the chocolate truffles from the box "This costs a little fortune"
"Said the man that drives the Batmobile" Joker snapped back getting the box from Batman and making no ceremonies on open in it. He missed this chocolate a lot. "Here, take one!" He said while eating it. Batman wasn't such a fan of sweets but accepted it. Well, it was pretty good.
Joker was taking a closer look at everything that was inside the box. All he asked was there, exactly as he asked. He really wanted to dye his hair green, like he would do from time to time and was pleased to see everything he needed was there. He got the pack of cigarettes inside the box and with his other hand was searching for matches inside it.
"I have an idea" Batman said observing his intentions
"What?" Joker asked stopping his search and looking at him
"How about we go outside for you to smoke? You've been here for a long time, you could use some fresh air"
"Indeed, bats…"
"Wait a little, I'll get you something warmer to wear, it's cold outside"
He came back with a black coat he had been keeping for years, from a time he still didn't have such a muscular figure. He made some coffee meanwhile and put it in two different thermic bottles. One with sugar, for himself and one without it for the Joker.
It felt like a dream to get out of the room for Joker. He didn't know how the Batcave looked like. It was dark and humid and filled with equipment, really, it was everywhere he could see. But it brought him a strange feeling of loneliness. Batman programmed the Batmobile to drive itself to a location he knew would safe to take Joker. Also darkening the windows digitally, like a computer screen, so neither of them could see the way there.
When the car stopped Batman unlocked the doors.
"Go ahead," he said, "I'll just adjust some security things here in case someone gets closer to where we are" He could do that in a click of a button, but wanted to give Joker a moment of privacy.
The clown got out, his eyes taking a while to adjust to the light. He couldn't believe he was out after so long. So much had changed. The sun wasn't strong, it was warming his face a little while a cold wind was blowing delicately. Winter was his favorite season. He saw a bench and sat on it, lighting a cigarette right after. He looked around. It probably used to be a small park, now forgotten by everyone. The silence was soothing, but once again, triggered a lonely feeling.
Meanwhile, Batman was inside the Batmobile just watching the scene. Joker seemed… happy? Ok, maybe "happy" was too much of a strong word to describe it. But he had never seen him so… calm? Well, he was certainly struggling not to admit to himself something was changing between them. That was a good thing, but why did he feel so uncomfortable about it? All he knew was that he couldn't stop looking at him and all the little moments Joker got closer to him willingly were carved in his thoughts.
He got out of the Batmobile bringing the thermic bottles and his little gift box hidden in his cape. He wasn't sure about it, but he didn't want to lose the opportunity in case a good moment appeared. He was so insecure about getting closer, he didn't want to spoil any good feeling the other man was experiencing now. He knew his presence could do that easily.
Joker finished his first cigarette and was about to light up the second one when he saw Batman standing next to him to give him one of the bottles.
"No sugar, right?" Batman asked
"Yeah"
"Here… I'll wait in the Batmobile. Take your time" he said turning around and starting to make his way back.
"Bats… wait" Batman stopped but didn't turn around. "You can sit here… if you want"
That was undeniable. He did want to sit close to him. Also, Joker was sick and tired of feeling afraid whenever he got closer. His lack of trust sounded like a rule he had made in his mind and he hated rules.
They sat silently, both drinking coffee to warm up a little.
"Do you come here often?" Joker asked
"Sometimes… It's a good place to think and no one ever comes around"
"It's a nice place… I like it"
Another moment of silence and Batman decided it was a good time to give him the gift. He got it from his cape and waited for the Joker to finish his last drag of the cigarette before throwing it away.
"Humm… Joker…" he said to catch his attention, Joker looking straight into his eyes now "I was shopping for your things and this came across. I thought you might like it… Anyway… Merry Christmas" And handed him the box.
Alright… Now, this was a surprise. Joker was speechless. He couldn't even organize his thoughts to say anything. But when he opened it a warm feeling filled his heart. And that was so unfamiliar to him he almost didn't understand what it all meant. If his old feelings were threatening to return before, now they were definitely back. That was his perfume, the only one he liked on himself.
Batman was frozen still next to him. Joker's facial expressions were sometimes hard to read.
"Batman… I… How did you… Oh mine, whatever… Thank you" he said those two last words in a meaningful and sincere tone while looking at him
Batman wanted to say so many things. So many. But he didn't want the atmosphere to change so he simply replied with "I'm glad you liked it"
"I did" the other man said in a dreamy low tone
They stayed there for some time, even started to talk once again, but the wind got stronger and they decided to leave. Catching a cold was a very bad idea now. Before entering the Batmobile, they both looked at that bench, already missing that moment they had just lived.
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