you & I are like diamonds in the sky.

Natasha had just finished Her shift at the office, she was tired, paper work and answering phones was not fun. The pay was decent and she had a cozy home but nothing else. She usually took a cab or walked home every once in awhile but Gotham wasn't exactly a safe place not with all theae psychos running around. Mostly all male, she was sick of it she just needed to find someone she could just be herself with. She enjoyed partying and drinking on her free time, on occasion she would sleep with some guys to take some of their money. She wasn't broke she just enjoyed the thrill. As she walked home she noticed police cars chasing after those circus freaks again. She rolled her eyes and kept walking.

A loud almost maniacal laughter could be heard from one of the cars that we speeding away. A slender girl with red and blue hair fearlessly climbed out of one of the car window followed by a mallet that seemed far too big and far too heavy for such a small girl to carry. "Not tonight, coppers." She jumped from the car and landed mallet first onto the front of the cop car. It almost instantly exploded. Her laughter only grew as the explosion threw her onto the sidewalk, crashing into a young girl that was walking. "Hello, darling!" An idea sparked in her mind. "Hostage!" She grabbed the girl and ran into the alley. The cops won't shoot her if she has a hostage with her.

Natasha was trying to hurry home she just wanted to get some rest. As she walked she heard more sirens and then out of nowhere a slender girl with a black and red jumpsuit jumped out of nowhwre and hit the car with a mallet, Natasha's eyes widen at the sight. Harley Quinn. Everyone knew her, she was the Joker's sidekick or something. Her eyes widen when she was pulled over and she let out a scream. "W-what do you want from me?"

"No no. No screaming darling." Harley smiled at her as she tightly closed her hand over the hostage's mouth. "Now be silent, beautiful." The cops were close. A few had stepped out of the car and were chasing her by foot. "Keep running, darling, if you want to live." Harley let go of the girl's mouth, but held tightly onto her hand. "Come come. You'll love it with me." She was talking bullshit, but anything to keep the girl from screaming.

Natasha's breathing was heavy but she did as she was told, for all she knew Harley could kill her on the spot. Natasha was being dragged by Harley and she could protest and start screaming but that would do her no good. She did as she was instructed though Natasha knew she wouldn't love it with Quinn she followed her anyway.

From behind them Harley could hear that the cops were still chasing after the other cars. It was almost a miracle that no one had gotten out of the car to chase here. "Perfect." She shouted, before jumping up and pulling down the stairs to the fire escape. "Time to go up, beautiful." She pushed the girl to the stairs. "Up up up."

Natasha was confused as to what she was trying to do, she watched as Hatley pushed her up the stairs. "All right!" She mumbled as she walked up the stairs. Wondering where and why Harley Quinn took her hostage.

Harley needed to hide. She had the giant Dimond on her person and she knew that once the cops found out that none of her goons had it they would come looking for her. Once they were on the roof top Harley got down low. "Hey beautiful, take me to your house." she pulled out a gun and pointed it at the girls face, but Harley was the only one that knew it was a fake, of course that didn't mean that Harley didn't have weapons on her.

Natasha didn't know what was going on like why did this crazy beautiful woman want her to hide her out I. Her home. She didn't argue though she nodded and led the way, Natasha started walking breathing softly as she walked home. "Why me?"

At Natasha's question, Harley simply shrugged. "Because you're cute. Because you're foolish enough to stay. The cops were right there. You could have shouted. You could have kicked and screamed. But no. You followed me." It was that simple. It always was. Actually no, not this time. Harley was always entrusted by the Joker to get there next wave of henchmen. Men. Harley was tired of it always being men. So this time Harley wanted someone special, just for herself. Another one. And that was what Natasha was. Harley had been watching her for some time. Following her to work. Watching her ethics, her morals. Listening in to all her private conversations. And Harley, damn did she like what she saw. Right now the girl was scared and shy. But she intended to change that real quick. They just needed to get out of the streets, away from eyes that see all. Away from the Joker. Natasha was hers and no one else's. "You'll be safe, I promise."

Natasha bit her lip as she watched Harley, something about her just gave her this feeling in the pit of her stomach. Natasha's fear quickly subsided Harley wasn't going to hurt her,. For some strange reason she trusted her, she grabbed her key and flowers Harley "where are we going? My place is down this street.." Natasha felt like Harley was watching her every move the way she did certain things and she wasn't sure why. Was she lonely? I mean she had the joker what else did she want? Scratch that. The Joker is some loon.

"We are going to your place. You're going to hide me out there. At least long enough for me to change. And then we'll take." She giggled. "We have a lot of talking to do. I've been following you for some time and I finally have a chance to give you a piece of my mind about some of your actions." Harley was more calm now. She couldn't hear the sirens of the police cars anymore. They either gave up and stopped chasing them or captured her decoys. "Lead the way, suga."

Natasha watched as the beautiful Harley explained her plot, she found herself more attracted to this girl and couldn't help but wonder why she chose her. Natasha's eyebrow rose when Harley told her, that she'd been following her. "Oh yeah? And what would that be?" Natasha wasn't going to argue with the blonde she just wanted to know why she chose her. Natasha led her to her home, "okay.. This is it."

Harley walked into Natasha's home and quickly acted as if it was her own. She went to the couch and laid down, tossing her feet over the arm rest. "Yes, I've been following you, and I have to say that you got lucky. Some of the men you messed with, they are really bad people. Which is not the problem, you just don't know how to play them properly. That could get you hurt, but I can teach you."

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Natasha looked at Harley as she made herself at home, she walked over and took a seat. "Oh yeah? Why would you do that for me?" She asked softly. She wasn't sure why she was letting Quinn help her or even stay here, Natasha could easily call for help but she hasn't.

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