Nothing belongs to me. Youse is Hazama.

Enjoy.

You were sitting in your cell in Arkham, serving out the last few weeks of your sentence. You were in there for murder and association with a known criminal organization. During these last weeks you were assigned a psychiatrist by the name of Harleen Quinzel. Today was the first day you'd have a session with her. You could hear her in the room next to you with The Joker. Their session ended and you were dragged into her office and shoved in the chair.

(Y/N): Good... Whatever time of day it is.

Harley: Good morning to you too Mr. (L/N).

(Y/N): I heard The Joker sweet-talking you through the wall. If you know what's good for ya you won't listen to him. He has a degree in Psychology as ironic as it is. He's the reason I'm here.

Harley: It says here you're in for murder and association with the poker chip gang.

(Y/N): I am part of the Poker chip gang, he framed me for the murder. The most we do is rig slot machines.

Harley: Then why were you sent here?

(Y/N): When I was arrested I was just so slightly unstable. And by unstable I mean I'd stab the shit out of the nearest person to look at me funny.

Harley: What can you tell me about that?

(Y/N): When I was younger my brother locked me in a room with a tape player that kept repeating the same message over and over. Just thinking about it makes me start to relapse.

You began to cry into your hands.

(Y/N): I never liked my brother before, but I didn't hate him enough to kill him. When our parents let me out I was traumatized. I kept repeating the phrase over and over. You reap what you sow, the message kept playing over and over.

She put a hand on your back as you became a sobbing mess. She then was surprised by a beeping noise. She looked at her watch and got up.

Harley: That's all the time we have today. We'll continue tomorrow.

You got up and went back to your cell, but before you walked out the door you turned around with a kind smile on your face.

(Y/N): I really look forward to it Doc.

The next day you didn't hear The Joker through the wall before being thrown into her office.

Harley: Mr. (L/N), good afternoon.

(Y/N): I didn't hear Joker through the wall.

Harley: I'm seeing him every other day, you're the only one I'm seeing daily. Now, tell me about your life.

You sat up in the chair.

(Y/N): Where do you want me to start?

Harley: With your childhood.

(Y/N): I was adopted by two people a man named Jeffery and a woman named Liza. They had adopted another kid a few years ago, Jeremiah. Jeremiah never liked me because I took the attention away from him. He was a lot shorter than me and was older too. I could never fight back since whenever I touched him they'd always take his side. Our parents found me in the closet and he was punished. He stopped after that, being satisfied with the torment inflicted upon me. It still drove me insane. Two weeks after that Jeff and Liza took us to Niagara Falls. They stayed at the hotel and let us roam around since Jeremiah was legally old enough to supervise me. We went to the edge of the cliff that overlooked the falls. He wanted to get a selfie of himself on the cliff. When he was standing there I couldn't control myself. All I can remember was me throwing a rock near him and watching him fall to his death. I went back to the resort and was questioned where Jeremiah was. I told them he fell. I told them he went to the edge of the cliff and slipped trying to get a selfie. After that I knew they blamed me for his death. When I turned 18 I moved to Gotham. One day I found myself with nothing but a couple dollars to my name and the clothes on my back. I was sleeping in a cardboard box in an alley when they found me. Since then I've been part of the Poker Chip Gang. They've been the closest thing I've ever known as family.

She wrote something on her clipboard, and her watch beeped again.

(Y/N): I've never admitted that to anyone before. I feel better getting that off my chest. Thank you Doc. And remember my advice, don't let The Joker sweet-talk you.

Over the next few weeks you and Harley, as she let you call her, became close friends. You actually began to care for her. On the last day of your sentence there was a breakout. Scarecrow, Poison Ivy, Bane, and the big man himself. Your cellmate ran out and looked back at you, seeing that you were lying on your bed.

Troy: What are you doing? This is our chance to get out!

(Y/N): Today's my last day in here. I'd rather get out legally and not have to worry about being caught by the police and sent right back here.

Troy: Whatever.

He ran out and you heard The Joker laughing in his foghorn-esque crescendo and getting closer to the cell.

Joker: You sure this is the one?

Harley: Yes, I'm positive.

You looked at the door and saw Mr. J standing there.

(Y/N): I'm getting out today. My release is in a half-hour, and why would I go with the person that got me in here.

Joker: Eh, alright. Can't say I didn't try Harley.

You jolted hearing that name, and told yourself that it wasn't her.

(Y/N): Maybe it's someone else.

They walked away. Half an hour later you were released.

Guard: I'm surprised you didn't escape with the other inmates.

He handed you your belongings.

(Y/N): Unlike them, I'm smart.

You changed out of the prison jumpsuit into your proper suit with a tie and completed the look with a fedora.

(Y/N): Have a good day.

You made your way to the nearest road and called a cab. The car pulled up and you got in.

(Y/N): Take me to the High Roller.

Cabbie: Whatever you say buddy.

He drove you to the casino, and you got out breathing in the fresh air before you would have to step into the smoke filled casino. After coughing your way to the elevator you pressed the button for the top floor. When you got there you were greeted by a door with a slot. You knocked three times and the slit opened.

Chip: (Y/N)! You're out of the loony bin!

(Y/N): You got that right Chip. Now, can you let me in?

Chip: Sure, the boss will want to see you.

The slot closed and the door opened revealing a man with a stetson. You walked through the place seeing the people you considered your family as part of the Poker Chip Gang. You finally reached your boss's office and from what you could see he was looking over the city.

(Y/N): (clears throat)

Dice: What is it?

He turned around in the chair.

Dice: (Y/N)! You're finally out of the mad house after that clown dragged you in there.

(Y/N): And I met someone too.

Dice: Good for you (Y/N). It really hasn't been the same since you were put away.

(Y/N): Happy to know people care about me here. Now I'm going to sleep in a bed that isn't a slab of concrete.

You left the office and found your bed before taking off your suit and falling asleep in the bed. The next day you walked into the kitchen and were greeted by the rest of the gang. Pira, the ballerina with a dress that resembled a roulette wheel, the married couple Dip and Dot, the troupe of three drunks with their alcohol that never seemed to end, and Chip. You saw the news on on the TV on the counter. There was a report about The Joker.

(Y/N): Already back to the crimes eh. Well once a criminal, always a criminal.

You took a sip from the coffee you'd just poured before looking back at the TV. You saw someone in a red and black jester's outfit and you immediately realized who it was. You spat your coffee all over the trio of drunks. You put your mug on the counter and ran to the bathroom you looked in the mirror and saw the voice in your head staring back at you.

And then you started laughing softly. You found Chip and got his attention.

(Y/N): Tell boss I'm going to be out for a bit.

Your laugh became more intense as you made your way to the elevator. When you finally stepped in you let out an insane cackle.

(Y/N): This joke has gone on long enough.

You saw a strange man in purple and someone in red and black, who you assumed to be his girlfriend, in a diner. You walked in and gave them your order.

(Y/N): Three hard-boiled eggs and some sausage links.

While you were waiting you kept looking over your shoulder. They took notice and looked at you every now and then. When your food arrived you started to pick the shells off the eggs. You kept stealing glances at the two in the corner. Then you caught a playing card that was thrown at the guy next to you, it was a joker.

(Y/N): I didn't think it was actually you. Looks like I got lucky.

You picked up an egg and swallowed it whole without chewing.

(Y/N): I do appreciate the gesture of breaking me out, but you were the one who put me there in the first place.

You swallowed another egg.

(Y/N): If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have met her. But once again you've taken a crap in the gratitude box by taking her from me with your lies.

You swallowed the last egg as he stood up. You put your hand in your pocket and pulled out the knife. You flicked it open and took a fencing stance. Your eye opened as he took off the hat and walked towards you. With one foot you tripped him and with the other you smashed his ribs into a wall. Harley pulled out her mallet as Mr. J wheezed on the floor with every one of his ribs broken and one probably puncturing his lung.

(Y/N): Don't you remember me Doc?

You took a sock filled with butter and smacked it across Joker's face.

(Y/N): Guess who relapsed because of this stupid fucking clown.

Your eye twitched and you stomped his head before leaving. She looked at the now broken body of her pudding and realized how unstable you really were. She followed you with curiosity as you walked back to The High Roller. You noticed she was there after reaching the casino.

(Y/N): (sigh) Just take a deep breath out here. There's a lot of smoke in there.

You walked through the casino floor, throwing a knife into one of the cheating patrons. You reached the elevator and rode to the top in silence. You knocked on the door and Chip answered it.

(Y/N): She's with me.

Chip: Oh, how much you paying her?

You slapped him hard enough to make him do ballerina twirls on the spot. You walked to the sitting room and sat on the couch and she sat next to you. You sighed and started sobbing into your hands again before looking at the random mirror in the room. You saw the voice smiling at you. You got up and looked into the mirror before smashing it and sitting back down. Harley put her hand on your shoulder. You gave her a hug while sobbing over her shoulder. The two of you sat there in relative silence while the others made sure Chip wasn't dead outside.

(Y/N): I love you Harley.

Harley: I do too (Y/N).

~The end~