Dr. Phillip Weintz made his way towards the exclusive Chocolate Factory lofts in Toronto. He had been contacted by an associate of Bruce Wayne's about taking a new patient. After Bruce Wayne's associate had visited him in person and made his sign a small mountain of paperwork and legal documents, He had been told that the patient was here in Toronto. He had expected some travel with the job, but the exorbitant fee that he was getting more than made up for the lack of it. All he had been told about his patient was that he was male, in his early thirties, a war veteran and that he suffered from mental illness and memory loss. All in all, a most promising patient.

It had been an interesting two weeks for Bruce and the Joker. They had moved into a fashionable loft after staying two days in the hotel. Bruce worked hard to make it livable and tolerable for the both of them. In the end, he realized that a loft probably wasn't the most ideal arrangement for the two of them because of the wide open spaces. Both men had been very private and it took some getting used to for the two of them to cohabit.

The bedroom for example, had one side done in brown and black and one side done in purple and green. The Joker had taken one look at the finished product and wryly remarked,” This room, Harvey Two-Face would like.”

Still, it had been fun as well. Bruce purchased a motorcycle and the two of them spent hours riding around Toronto, the Joker hanging on tightly to Bruce's waist. They visited a drag show at a bar called Zelda's where the Joker got very drunk on Sangria and Bruce had to carry him home. Once home, he had donned the white nurses dress that Bruce had remembered to pack and put on full Joker makeup, then proceeded to dance around the loft before climbing into Bruce's lap and shagging him for a full hour before he was satisfied. They had fallen asleep on the couch and they both woke up with cricks in their neck's and Bruce ran down to the drugstore to fetch something for the Joker's hangover.

Currently, they were preparing for the first visit of the doctor that Donald Jorgen had found for the Joker. The Joker was nervous. Bruce was trying to distract him, but they couldn't have full blown sex when the doctor was expected any moment. Bruce knew that part of the reason that the Joker was nervous was that he wasn't in full Joker makeup and he was self conscious about his scars.

“You look better without your makeup,” Bruce told him. “ Plus, you can't very well be seen by the doctor in makeup”.

The Joker was wearing a pair of Jeans, t-shirt and a gray 'hoody' sweatshirt. He had the hood pulled up and he was nervously pacing around the 'living room' area of the loft.

“I am not happy, Brucey, not happy at all. I am beginning to think that this is a very bad idea.”

“Why?” challenged Bruce. “ Because you might actually start to get better? That can only be a good thing, both for you and the rest of the world.”

The Joker was saved from responding by the doorbell ringing. Bruce went over to open it and found a dapper looking man in his early fifties.

“ I am Doctor Phillip Weintz,” he told Bruce.

“ Oh, I am pleased to meet you,” said Bruce. “ I am Bruce Wayne and this is my friend, Joe.”

“I am pleased to meet you both, “ said Dr. Weintz.

“Joe is your patient, “ Bruce continued.

“Well, good. I need to do a history before we actually get started,” said Weintz. “ You may stay for that, Bruce. It may be you can help.”

“Good,” said Bruce, sitting down on the couch beside the Joker and put his arm around him. The Joker leaned into his touch and put his head on Bruce's shoulder.

“Joe,” said Weintz. “ What is your last name?”

“I don't know it, “ said the Joker. “ Joe is just a alias. A name that Bruce gave me.”

“How old are you?”

“Don't know”

“Where were you born?”

“No idea.”

“Are your parents still alive?”

“No idea.”

Weintz sighed, “Well, how about more recent history. How long have you known Bruce?”

The Joker looked blank at the question, but Bruce spoke up,” We have known each other for about eight months. But, we have only been together for five, no four and a half months.”

“Together?” Weintz looked confused.

“We are lovers,” the Joker said this proudly.

“Oh, I see,” said Weintz.

The questions were too much for the Joker, who got up and began to pace around the 'living room'.

“So, what's the diagnosis? Am I completely insane or only slightly bent? “ asked the Joker.” Do you think that you can help me, doctor?”

“How about if you tell me what you do remember?” asked Doctor Weintz.

“Not much, “ said the Joker, still pacing. “ I remember being in hospital after my face was cut, but I can't remember much before that. Snippets, I would say. I remember being someplace very hot and desert like. I then get flashes. Different cities, different scenarios. Sometimes, something will just come to me. Bruce got hurt in a car accident a few weeks back and I performed first aid on him. I have no idea where I learned it. Sometimes, things will just come to me and I won't know how or where I know them from. I have remembered more things since Bruce and I have been together.”

“Why do you think that is?” asked Dr. Weintz.

“Bruce loves me and takes care of me,” said the Joker promptly. “ I can be strictly myself when I am with him. It is very comfortable.”

“All right.” Dr. Weintz scribbled some notes and then wrote out two prescriptions. He was both a psychiatrist and a psychologist, so he could write prescriptions.

“I am going to put you on Ativan and Valium. I can see by watching you that you need something to calm down. I will want to see you every other day. Will that be a problem?” he asked.

“Not at all,” said Bruce.

“And, you needn't be here for the sessions, Mr. Wayne. I shall want to talk to Joe alone,” said Dr. Weintz.

“ I can go into the bedroom and work. That way, I will be here if you need me,” said Bruce.

“Fine, “ said Dr. Weintz. “ I will be back in day after tomorrow. Be sure to get those prescriptions filled. Good day”. Bruce let him out of the door.

“Well, what did you think?” Bruce asked.

“He didn't like us, “ answered the Joker.

“He didn't?”

“No,” said the Joker.” He didn't like it that we're together. He doesn't like homosexuality.”

“How could you tell?” asked Bruce. “ He seemed perfectly pleasant to me. “

“He rolled his eyes once when he thought no one was looking. It was when I told him that you loved me,” answered the Joker.

“You're probably imagining it, “ said Bruce, pulling the Joker into his lap and wrapping his arms around him.

“ I'm not, Brucey. I don't trust the good doctor, but I will continue to see him if you want me to,” said the Joker, leaning in to kiss Bruce.

The two men kissed for a while before Bruce suggested,” Let's go for a ride. Do you want to?”

Bruce suggested this because the rides on the motorcycle turned them both on. They both grabbed their helmets and took the bike down through the elevator. They kept it in the loft to avoid getting it stolen.

Both Bruce and the Joker loved to go for rides on the motorcycle. The Joker held on tight and wanted to reach under Bruce's shirt and map his chest, but he never did. Bruce liked the feeling of the Joker holding on to him as they wove in and out of traffic. Bruce went on a longer ride than usual, wanting to prolong the anticipation. When they got into the elevator, the Joker gave in to his desire and slipped his hand under Bruce's shirt.

“I always want to do that while we're riding, but I don't want to get arrested,” said the Joker.

“Since you're here with a fake visa, I would say getting arrested is a very bad idea,” answered Bruce. “Come over to the couch.”

They both began to remove clothing as they moved to the couch. The Joker loved to look at Bruce's body, but had been astounded the first morning when Bruce got up and promptly proceeded to hit the floor and do 400 push ups then 400 sit ups. The Joker started joining Bruce in his morning exercise but he usually stopped around 170.

“I always want to touch your chest,” he told Bruce. “ And your back and your sides and your butt.”

Bruce laughed and pulled the now naked Joker into his lap.

“And that would be why we always have sex in the morning after I do my exercises? he teased.

“Something like that, “ said the Joker.

Bruce tossed him the lube. “Prepare yourself,” he ordered.

The Joker complied and slid down onto Bruce. “Yes, “ he whispered, burying his face in Bruce's neck.

Bruce wouldn't let him hide for long. It had been wearing on the Joker that he couldn't wear his makeup as much as before.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

The Joker did, and Bruce grabbed him and kissed him until they were both breathless.

“Touch yourself, “ he ordered. The Joker did as Bruce told him and Bruce ran his hands along the Joker's chest, which was looking a bit better since he started joining Bruce in his morning exercise.

“You have the most beautiful eyes,” Bruce told him. “I'm so proud of you.”

The Joker leaned close and whispered,” I have really enjoyed it here with you.”

“Mmm,” Bruce kissed the Joker again and then deftly changed their position so that the Joker was lying on his back with his legs wrapped around Bruce's waist. They both liked the new position and the Joker moaned as Bruce hit his prostate.

“Yes, “ Bruce moaned. “ Come for me. I want you to. Come for me.”

The Joker moaned as his body convulsed and he came all over his chest. As usual, his climax triggered Bruce's and they clung together through their orgasms.

Afterward, they were both tired and Bruce pulled out gently before covering them both with a duvet.

“We'll both be sticky when we wake up” Bruce warned, even as he tucked the Joker against him.

“Then you can take me to the shower and soap me up and rinse me. You know, I really like it when you do that.” Bruce smiled and tucked the Joker in closer before drifting off to sleep.

From the notes of Phillip Weintz, PhD, M.D

Patient is a male in his thirties. Became visibly agitated at questions about his past. Is homosexual. Feel sure that homosexuality is the key to all of his mental problems. Patient's face is badly scarred. Quite distasteful to look at. Says he started remembering more about his past after becoming involved in his present relationship. Feel sure that once I cure patient of homosexuality, all other problems will go away.

Fin