So I'm in the middle of my exams and decide to take a break and go look around the Batman Kink Meme. Baaad idea. I somehow got roped into writing a drabble/story thing for a pairing I've never attempted before. Anyway, enjoy the fail.

There is a moment, maybe just a minute, where Edward Nigma's expression is that of shock, growing horror and the slightest hint of betrayal. Of course soon the horrified expression takes over as the genius' vision blurs and when it rights itself, the man - the one man he hoped he would never have to see again is standing in front of him. Now normally in a situation like this where Edward clearly has no chance of winning, he would run, but fear holds him to the spot.
"D-dad..." He practically whimpers, frozen as his Father advances on him.
"I'll give you one last chance Eddie." His Father's voice is deceptively calm. "Just admit that you cheated - again and perhaps I might forget all about this." Even as he speaks he is slowly undoing his belt and pulls it loose from his trousers.
"I-I..." Edward stammers, feeling and even sounding like a teenager again. "I-I didn't cheat..." The words are whispered, but his Father still hears them.
The man shakes his head and closes his eyes in disappointment. "You really shouldn't lie to me, Eddie." He hisses, grabbing Edward by the front of his t-shirt and throwing him against the wall.
The first punch disorientates him; he wasn't expecting fists, he thought he would just be whipped a few times. As the second punch splits his lip and rattles his teeth, Edward thinks that maybe- just maybe he should have lied to his Father. And then the sharp metal and leather of the belt snap across his chest and Edward just screams.
Even though he has such a genius mind he can't remember or even believe that this isn't actually happening - that it's actually just a hallucination from the fear toxin that was so rudely stabbed into his arm. All he can focus on his the pain - Oh god the pain, please Dad stop it hurts oh god why are you doing this I told you the truth Please stop it hurts PLEASE STOP AHHHHHH - and the fear and the crippling need to tell his Father that he didn't cheat and that he can be proud of his son and he doesn't have to hurt him, but all he can do is writhe in pain, choking on the screams and whimpers of pain.

There was something so perfectly satisfying about watching someone writhe around of the concrete floor, screaming in a delightful mixture of fear and pain.
'But I must not be distracted. This is an important piece of research.' Doctor Jonathan Crane thinks as he stands to the side, observing Edward. 'Honestly though. If he had just shut the hell up when I had asked, he wouldn't be in this situation in the first place. Although, I cannot say I am displeased with the way things have turned out.'His attention snaps back to Edward as the screaming starts to die down and the shaking man curls up into a ball, hiding his head with his arms, still begging for his Father to stop and that he didn't lie. Realising that the effects of the new batch of fear toxin must be wearing off, Crane removes his mask, sets down on the table, grabs one of the chairs and draws it up next to the prone figure on the floor, making notes on his clipboard about the how short the delusion seemed to last. He is so immersed in his notes that he doesn't notice that Edward is now watching him until the Riddler speaks.

"You're an asshole." His voice is weak and scratchy and after he finishes speaking he dissolves into a horrible fit of coughing that leaves him clutching at his throat in agony.
Crane merely "Hmmm"s in reply, peering at Edward over the top of his glasses. He makes a few more notes before putting his clipboard to one side. He then reaches down, shivering lightly at the thrill that is sent down his spine as Edward flinches away from the hand that grasps at his face. Crane takes a moment to observe how Edward's eye focus, then unfocus and then dart around the room, as if to make sure his Father really isn't anywhere near. "You'll be fine." With that said, Crane leans down, presses his lips to Edward's in a slow kiss. When he eventually breaks it, Crane just lets go of Edward's head (inadvertently allowing him to crumple back to the floor), stands up and heads back to the room where he has his laboratory set up to rework his new fear toxin.
Edward manages to roll into a comfortable position on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling, desperately trying to repress the horrific memories that have been called up, even though he knows they will all come flooding back the next time Crane decides to use him as a test subject or because Edward was 'misbehaving'.

Oh god what the hell why do you people make me write this crap?

Edit (06/07/10): Oh what the hell you guys. Person. One person in particular (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE). They've someone managed to inspire me into writing more. -_-, so yes, I changed the name of the fanfic, the summary and I will eventually add another chapter to this.
Just to let you know, the drabbles won't always be connected, but most of them will revolve around the relationship (if it can really be called that) between Eddie-kins and Crane. and the abuse. Much Edward abuse.

See you in the next chapter~