A/N: This is a somewhat continuation to "Bet's On" so please do read it before venturing onto this.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't my favorite billionaire! To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Really? Again?" Bruce sighed, but not so surprised, "What are you doing here, Joker?"

"Ah! What a shame!" Joker exclaimed dramatically while placing a gloved hand over his forehead and shaking his head sideways in disapproval, "Tsk-tsk-After all the trouble I've went through to spare you the embarrassment of losing my invitation in the mail!"

"You mean your embarrassment for not being invited?" Bruce replied unimpressed.

"Oh, come on now, Brucey! All of this is literally an invitation screaming my name!" Joker grinned as he twirled around on his heel as if showing off the place.

This time around the Bruce Wayne Foundation was holding a Halloween themed festival. The festival would be- contrary to Joker's belief- open to all Gothemites as well as St. Mathew's Orphanage, and all profit was intended for charity. For this occasion, Bruce took the liberty of tailoring a special free-for-all card. This card would be directly funded from his personal account, and could be used with no limits at any stall exclusively by the orphans. The last project brought so much joy to the kids as well as to Bruce, which made him vow a silent oath to bring happiness to those kids as long as he could. So, a little bit of spoiling wouldn't harm anyone, would it?

Unfortunately, when it came to planning such festivities, Bruce was as clueless as Gotham was about his actual night activities. Hence, all arrangements were left in Alfred's capable hands along side the usual event planner. But to Bruce's dismay, the chosen theme-colors were a clash of orange, neon-green, purple and black, and no matter how spectacular the end result was, he thought, it did scream 'Joker'.

"I really love what you've done with the place. And the tiny bats! Such an adooooorable touch! Would you mind telling me the name of your event planner? You know me and how much I adore festivities!" Joker grinned as he examined the tiny bats.

Of course, the little bats. When it came to bats, Joker had proven to have an extremely tunneled vision. He should have insisted on dropping them. The little pumpkins, ghosts and other spooky monsters would have do, but- as Alfred would put it- what is Halloween without a dash of bats?

Speaking of which, this time he didn't catch Joker doing anything suspicious, which was suspicious all on its own!

"So nothing to attract the vigilante's attention this time?" Bruce retorted as he stepped closer to the dance floor.

"Sensing a hint of jealousy there- hmmmm?" Joker stressed with an insinuating grin.

"You wish." Bruce sighed at Joker's curtness, "I already told you I don't swing that way, especially not your way."

"Says the man who almost went to second base with me." Joker chuckled before stressing with a sigh, "Almost… Oh well, if it makes you feel any better, I don't swing my way either. I quite enjoy a party of two rather than one if you know what I mean- Oho hoho hehehehe- So you see, my dear Bruce, we are even! Not odds- hehehe- It's just harmless fun is all."

"Very funny." Bruce frowned and then added sarcastically, "Take your nonsense to Batman." At least as Batman he could beat the lights out of Joker with no worries.

"Yes, yes. It is jealousy I see. Don't tell me you are still mad, are you Brucey?" Joker exclaimed with a fake gasp, "I already told you it was an innocent mistake. Your built is uncannily similar to Batsy, you see, and the words just happen to spurt away. But I do, however, come today with no one in mind but you. I mean you did enjoy that little fling we had, as much as I did, didn't you, sweetums?"

"Save your speech for someone who cares." Bruce replied wearily. He honestly didn't care; the only thing that mattered was that Joker did seem to be oddly sincere at mistakenly calling out for Batman. But the detective in him was still skeptical, and he wasn't about to confirm the clown's suspicions on that matter. Joker was a marvelous actor after all, and extremely perceptive so he had to react as cautious as possible.

"Right. Like someone who invaded my chaste? Lemme think…hmmmm…Oh! Silly me! You meant you! Ohohoho- But I must say that was quite the kiss! The best I've ever had actually! Eheheheheh~" Joker taunted before bursting into a fit of laughter.

As Bruce remembered the kiss, and how he horridly deepened it instead of getting on with it, he felt a sudden blush overpowering him. And of course it hadn't gone unnoticed by the laughing madman.

"Now that's an honest body." Joker grinned as he licked his lower lip suggestively.

"I'm not falling for any of your tricks anymore!" Bruce sneered angrily, "Just state your business already before I lose my patience."

Bruce was trying his best to use his tongue, since his fists were out of the question. Except he knew it was a fight he was bound to lose.

"So honest- hehehehe hee~" Joker chuckled at Bruce's reaction, "Anyhow, I already showed you my trick, and it's about time to give me my treat. Don't you think you've had enough time to forgive my little slip? I would really love to resume our unfinished business."

"You really are a madman." Bruce frowned in disgust at what the clown was suggesting, "I would rather cancel the event."

"It's fairly amusing to see how you think you have any power on the matter. I was hoping not to resort to this…" Joker faked a sigh before a dark grin adorned his ruby lips, "You do know I don't take rejections so well, eh, Brucey-boy?"

"You are sick, you know that?" The billionaire sneered. He knew Joker would resort to anything to achieve his goals. What he didn't understand was why was he so adamant on having anything to do with him or anyone else at the matter beside Batman. Did he figure out the man behind the cowl? If yes, how? And how can he confirm it with risking it.

And so, Bruce decide to voice out his thoughts, at least part of them, "I just don't understand why you insist on- eh- having your- ahem- way…with m-me…"

The dark grin abruptly disappeared, and for a second Joker stared bleakly at Bruce before dropping down on the wooden floor laughing his head off. The clown was trembling with laughter as he rolled from one side to the other. This act turned Bruce's face into a light shade of red with both overwhelming anger and embarrassment.

"Oh dear- ehehehe ahahaha haa~" Joker was trying to speak as he gasped for air between the giggles, "That was way too precious!" When he finally managed to cease the laughter, Joker wiped away a tear, and settled with a grin before adding, "And now you lost any slim chance of running away, my cutie-pie."

"You can't force me." Bruce challenged, yet regretting his word as soon as he said them. He already lost himself to Joker's pace.

"Stop resisting, Brucey." Joker grinned as he steadily paced, closing the distance between them. "Like I said, I just want my treat. It's fair-game, love." Now Joker was barely inches away from the billionaire, who was still trying to figure out the best approach without giving away his persona.

"Just give it up."

A/N: Next chapter is definitely an M... in my mind. I only have to figure out a way on how to type it all down, or it's back to a T xD A few words of encouragement or any tips would be nice?