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(Joker's POV)

I cant help but look at her, I just cant. She is so...different. She is so demanding and clever but funny and...its Hot I gotta admit. Im just so glad I killed Gambol.

I just want to grab her-

"Cuz what?" She said opening the door and getting inside. My attention went back to her face as I thought of something to say. "There more difficult to take off." I said smirking at her. I closed the door and walked away.

This is so fun. Now Dent and Wayne are after her. But shes been a guy for to long she cant be around a guy that is use to being around girls.

I am sure if she keeps listening to me those two will start fighting for her. I am positive she will be worth fighting for.

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(Victory'sPOV)

"You still think I am weak because I'm female?" I said to all my guys looking down at the guys broken neck. "N-no mam" i heard and looked at them.

"Look boys just because now you know I'm a girl doesn't mean anything...I can still beat all of you I still killed all those people and you guys still owe me and will still regret it if you think other wise." I said and they nodded.

"Keep on calling me Mr.V, and keep on doing what I spare your life for." I said and they nodded. "Yes Sir" they said and I smiled at them. "Thats the way I like it...move out." I said and they all left with 2 duffel bags each.

"W-why didn't you tell me you were a girl?" Ivy stuttered. She took me really weird. She still cant believe it. "Because I hadn't told any body ever." I said looking at the weeds go down. I bent down and pet a marihuana plant and looked up at Ivy that is smiling.

"The one that found out was joker and he used that fact to his advantage in one of our deals." I said standing up. "That stupid Joker...Well the garden is beautiful and the tree is in the center." She said and I smiled and stretched out my hand.

"Okay Ivy ill see you in two weeks." I said shaking her hand with my gloved one and she walked away. I got the 4 duffel bags of money and threw them in my car.

"What a tough day at the office." I said thinking I have to clean the money. I looked at my phone and shrugged. "Ah what the heck." I said and picked up my phone.

I guess I could get some pointers with bruce with this. "Hello?" I heard and cleared my throat. "Hey Bruce I was calling to ask if you wanted to go with me to a casino." I said and I heard a gun shot in the background.

"Uhm sure when do you want me to pick you up?" He said and I heard a familiar laugh on the end. "Were are you?" I asked and then I heard the words that answered me. "Why so serious, Batsy?"

"Tell him because you dont find his Jokes amusing." I said and I heard him repeat it in his batman voice. "You should really smile more, Batman." I heard and I snickered. "Tell him you would if the Jokes were funny."

I heard him say it and the joker stopped laughing. "Ouch that hit me hard." I heard The joker say. "Tell him because I never miss." I said. "Because she never misses." He said and I laughed.

I heard punches and grunts and another shot then laughing. "Your come backs are getting better." I heard The Joker even closer. I guess Batman Pinned him to the wall.

"Uhh Bruce, Steven asked me to be his special guest and his date to the party....I decided to go to the Party with you though." I said hoping to distract him.

"Hello? If your busy thats okay I can Go with Dent." I said then heard a few gunshot then laughter fade away. "Yes yes thats great Im sorry you caught me off guard I was Busy." He said and I rolled my eyes.

Someone once told me they are never too busy for me.

"Okay im listening...he got away." He said and I smiled. "Okay good so I got some time on my hands after a big deal and well I wanted to go to a casino and play and well I thought of you." I said and I heard a motor start up.

"Nice to know you think of me." He said and I sighed. "Yeah when I think of guys with money...and well that makes me think of two things, casinos and you. So are you up for it?" I asked him.

"Who are you going as?" He asked and I smiled to my self. "V always goes to the casino." I said and parked the car in the garage. "Okay then when do I pick you up?" He asked and I laughed.

"Sorry Bruce but Since V is going you need to go in your separate car." I said not wanting him to get in trouble because of me. "Just meet me up at my house at 9." I said

"Okay Ill see you then." He said and I hung up. I got out of my car and got the bags from the backseat. I squinted my eyes at the light seeping out threw the door. I got my gun and cocked it.

I thought for a moment it might be Joker but I got ready just in case. I opened the door and walked in and saw him sitting in the Kitchen without his shirt on. "Oh my god..." I muttered to my self.

I gulped down and walked towards him in the kitchen putting my gun in my belt. "Why do I always find you in here and how do you get in threw my security without setting it off." I said to him as I passed his bloody suit and shirt on the table.

"What the hell happened to you?" I said walking to the sink were he sat. "Well uh...Bats got a bit inspired today...when I went played around with some hostages. And well lets say he got really, ugh......almost got it......aggressive when I mentioned you." He said taking something out from his side.

"What the hell is that?" I said looking at the bloody deformed piece of metal. He dropped it in the bloody sink and wiped himself down. "I think it was one of those bat shaped ninja stars" he said chuckling as I looked at it and saw the form come together.

"What exactly did you tell him to get him mad? He sounded fine when I was talking to him." I said looking at him then at his wound.

"When did you talk to him?" He asked trying to clean him self. "Here let me help you....lay down." I said and he layed down wincing.

"Those last two come backs I told him..." I said and he laughed and grunted.

"They were too good to be his, no wonder he said she never misses." He said and I smiled. "Anyways Im going with Bruce to a casino to clean my money. I need to put it in the washer before we go." I said and he tensed up as I started patching him up.

"Why with him? I know how to play too." He said crossing his arms and I gulped down. I tried to focus on the bloody part of his body and not the rest....but I failed. "If you wanna go then go...But you and me are going to have to cover up the scars." I said looking at his face.

"What?" I said tracing him up and down before getting the bandage. "You keep on staring..." He said as I internally panicked. "So you do too...anyways try not to act to Joker-ish and wash the hair die out." I said helping him sit up.

"Why are you changing the subject?" He asked as I wrapped the bandage around him running my hand along him. I tried not to pay attention to his muscles but I counted 6 incase you are curious.

"Huh? What was that?" I said paying attention to the words he spoke. He smirked at me as I snapped the bandage into place and he put his arms down. "What?" I asked innocently guilty.

"Nothing doll," he said slipping his shirt on and walking to my living room. He plopped down on the couch and stretched out on it. I rolled my eyes at him as he turned the T.V on and I took the duffel bags.

I walked to the back and popped open my biggest washing machine and loaded it up. I counted the money as I threw it in and let me tell you those duffel bags were packed! Almost 50 million all together.

It was getting really hot in here so I took off my jacket then unbuttoned my shirt. I rolled up my sleeves as I counted the last bag.

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"Why do you wash it?" I heard and looked at him. He still hadn't buttoned up his shirt...I didn't really mind.

"Because The money is dirty and has cocaine and other stuff on it...I need to wash it before it goes on record again." I said throwing in the last bag.

"Okay..." He said and I closed the door and turned it on. "Why do you always come to my house after whenever you finish stuff?" I asked and he smiled showing off those scars of his. "Because Ill know you'll be there soon." He said and my heart skipped a beat.

Stupid heart this isn't jump rope. "Did you clean the murder scene in the kitchen? Bruce is gonna be here at 9" I said getting the duffel bags. I looked at him and smirked crossing my arms.

"Are you done looking?" I said and he shook his head. "I am if you are..." He said and my mouth dropped to deny the truth. "Er...uh" I trailed off as Victory took over as he approached me.

I couldn't stop looking at him. I just couldn't. Especially those Bloody Scars. I always wondered how they felt...but touching them with my hands was never enough. He stood only inches before me and next thing I know im touching his smile again.

"Why do ya touch them?" He said as I felt them move with every syllable he spoke. "Because I like your scars...a lot, I don't care how much you hate them I think they are beautiful" I said to him as I traced them again for the 3rd time.

"And I thought I was Crazy..." He said and I rolled my eyes. "You know...crazy people don't know they are crazy...you know that you are crazy therefor you aren't crazy...well at least not to me." I said looking at him.

I felt him touch the scar on my lip and take in a sharp breath.

"To hell with it." He muttered and crashed his lips onto mine.

He pressed me against the wall as I felt for the first time his scars with satisfaction. I ran my hands threw his hair pulling him closer to me. Sparks of adrenaline rushing threw me faster than when I fell off the building.

I didn't want it to end but unfortunately we are human beings and we need air to breath. We pushed hesitantly off each other and I licked my lips looking up at him.

"You taste like my secret chocolate stash." I breathed out. And he smiled. "Well at least you tasted it." He said resting his for head on mine. "Why did you do that?" I asked and he smiled at me.

"You had something on your lip and I kindly tried to take it off." He said and I tried to act mad but failed. "Did you take it off at least?" I asked and he shook his head. "No its still there." He said pressing against me again.

The washer machine stopped and I looked over at it. "Jok-stop I need to-" I said and went to the washer and tried to open it but he pinned me against it. "I don't think its clean enough doll." He said and pressed a button and kissed me again.

He traced my scar down my neck and I let out a small moan."Joker stop it" i said as he put his hands on my hips "Stop...Don't you even dare!" I said pushing him off knowing the scar went down my chest.

I opened the washer and the money fell out. "Lighten up would ya doll?" He said pulling me from the machine. I got his wrist and pinned him against the wall and looked at him with a straight face. "Stop it or I will do things to you that will give you nightmares till your end." I said.

"Oh really like what?" He said licking his lips and looking at me. "I will get the most messed up cheese grater in my kitchen and grind you down to the bone." I said and he looked up at me amused. "Well you grinding me down to the bone sounds interesting..." He said and kissed me again.

I ran my hand to his wound and pushed him off. "You split open..." I said seeing he started bleeding again. "Why don't you open?" He said smirking and I gave up. He set me on the washer machine as I kissed him again.

I kissed his scars and down his neck as he let out a small moan and did the same to me.

Then the door bell rang.

"Crap that could be Bru-" I said as he pressed his lips against me preventing me from speaking. "He can wait..." He said but I had to dry the money.

"So can you." I said and pushed him off and loaded all the money in The dryer. I wiped my hands on my shirt and held it. I looked at the missing buttons and looked over at joker.

"Did you rip my shirt open?" I said looking at the missing buttons.

"To much cloth and yes I did and I dont regret anything." He said looking at me. I held in a laugh and stood straight. "Your face paint is all gone." I said and he smirked.

"Were do ya think it went?" He said and my eyes widened.

"Shoot" I said wiping my mouth and looking at the bright red on it.

"Crap" I said and started panicking. "Bruce is outside im not ready and your here...go get ready and Ill tell him to wait in the living room." I said walking buttoning up the last few buttons on my shirt.

I wiped my mouth as much as I could and almost ran to the front door. I opened it and sure enough there he was. "Im so sorry bruce I was busy down stairs and I lost track of time ill be out in a few minutes." I said guiding him to the bar. "Help yourself okay" i said and ran up stairs to my room.

I took a quick shower or as fast as a shower a girl with curly hair can take and looked threw the wardrobe. I thanked the joker in my head when I found some black jeans and a black tank top.

I usually have suits and I put it all on. And found my black leather jacket. I went down stairs and stuffed all the money in two big gym bags.

I got them and went back to the living room. I heard two voices as I went to them.

"Im a street fighter and a sore looser pulled out a gun. But V helped me out on that...I forgot to clean it up." I heard a low steady voice. "That must have been one bloody shot."

I went and let the two bags go in front of them. I saw Joker almost dressed exactly like me except he had a v-neck and not a tank top. "I see you met my friend, he was the one that bought the house." I said as they looked at each other.

I looked at Joker...I think. His scars were covered up perfectly and his hair was a dirty blond. His voice didn't sound full of madness it was deep and Husky.

"I didn't know he lived with you." Bruce said looking at me and I laughed. "He doesn't he just spends more time here because my house is clean and stocked with food." I said lifting the heavy bags and walking towards the door.

"You need help with that?" They both asked me at the same time. They gave each other glares and stood up. "Its fine its not that heavy." I said. "Are you going to come?" Bruce asked Joker and he shook his head no.

"I need to take care of the house...and clean up that Bloody mess back there." He said and I saw Bruce's smile brighten up a bit. "It was nice meeting you...didn't catch your name?" He asked reaching out and Joker shook his hand.

"Thats because I didn't throw it at ya, call me J." He said and put his hands in his jacket. His name is Jay?

"Okay and don't make a mess and no house parties..." I said to him and he smirked at me. "Yes Mom ill behave ...or as much as I get close to behaving." He said and I gave a annoyed sigh.

"Come one lets go." I said and we walked out. As soon as I closed the door I popped the trunk in my Camaro open and threw it in. "So do you know any around here? Lead the way." I said closing the trunk.

"Sure Just Follow me."

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