I got lazy and didn't start this right away. Hopefully I get it out soon. This may be the last chapter, depending whether I wanna split this into two or not. Unless I do a mini-sequel that shows what happens in the Pride Lands. lol That could turn out amusing.
Ghost in the Mirror: Nah, people just don't like him because they're too buys fantasizing about Axel and Roxas in bed together. Which is kinda creepy, in my opinion. :D
Takarifan101: But if he just got more cards, there would be no point to this story and I wouldn't get lovely reviews from wonderful users such as yourself. ;)
I wish I owned Kingdom Hearts, but, alas, I don't. Here's chapter four.
And if anyone wants a good Luxord fic, I'll list two below that I like. Since there are so few, and all.
True Magic by Luc Court. Definitely the best on the site, in my opinion. It's serious, not funny.
Playing for Keeps by MidnightWhisper7. Tells the story of how Jack Sparrow gets cursed.
This chapter was inspired by Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani. Ya know, except it wasn't.
Luxord was walking down the third floor, last time we left off. Going to see Xaldin, he was.
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The Gambler of Fate (o yeah, nifty nickname) walked to the door of The Whirlwind Lancer's (another nifty nickname) room. He could hear Beethoven's Für Elise playing on the other side. Regardless of the relaxing classical piano music, he knocked on the door.
"Come in," said a deep voice with an accent (that was not as prominent as Luxord's) from the other side of the door.
Luxord entered Xaldin's room. The floor was made of white marble, and the walls were also white. The room was rounded on the left wall and there was pillars nine going along the curve. In between each of the pillars hung black tapestries with the Nobody symbol in white on every one. On the curved wall were bookcases, many bookcases, containing all the popular novels and nonfiction books from Shakespearian times to the present. In the center of the room was a black piano on top of a black rug (with white trim and a white Nobody symbol in the center). Xaldin was currently playing at the piano. On the right side was a large bed with black sheets and blankets. At the back of the room, set slightly off to the right, there was a sitting area, with two black couches, one L-shaped, and a black armchair. In between the rectangle made by the furniture was a square, black framed coffee table with a glass top. There were white roses, fresh from Marluxia's garden, in a black vase in the center of the table. A white door, to the right of the sitting area, led to Xaldin's personal bathroom. Between the back corner of the right wall and the bed was a black cabinet with glass panes, and it held white ceramic dishes and silverware and glass cups. To the right of the door was a desk, with a black metal chair, with black pads underneath the legs, so as not to scratch the marble. On the right wall, before the bed, was a black dresser with twelve drawers. Yes, Xaldin really did live in style; Luxord liked his room the most out of anyone's, even his own.
Unlike in most stories written by fan girls, Xaldin is not a complete dolt with the intelligence of a gorilla. In fact, like in the game, Number III is quite intelligent. He enjoys reading, very much, and likes to play classical pieces on his piano. His favorite composer is Beethoven and his favorite piece is Für Elise, which he is currently playing, despite Luxord's interruption and walking into the room.
"Hello Luxord."
"Hello Xaldin," he bowed politely to his superior, he is, after all, a gentleman and respects Xaldin. "Can you guess why it is that I'm here. Vexen was able to, so I'm not really sure if I should explain my cause to you, too. Especially if you already figure what it is."
Xaldin looked up from his piano, without stopping his playing. The piano was at an angle to the door, so Luxord could see Xaldin's hands racing along the keys of the piano, releasing his favorite piece from the confines of the piano. O. That was so poetic. "Well, I have an idea," was all he said.
"What is the idea?" Luxord smirked.
"Your guessing games aren't amusing," Xaldin replied curtly. "I have the idea that you are here because another deck of your cawds has gone missing, am I not correct?" Yes, Xaldin says 'cards' the same way as Luxord does, except with less of an accent. Boom.
"No, you're correct. I've been looking for them all day," the blonde stated.
"I'm sure that's been enjoyable."
"You have no idea just how enjoyable. I originally had the idea that it was Demyx or Axel, but Demyx said he didn't and that he didn't like being blamed and that I always blamed him," Luxord rolled his eyes, "And then he said Axel did it, as if he knew. Demyx never knows ,though. I went to Axel's room, he wasn't there at first, so I searched his room. I found nothing. Then he showed up and and I had a long, drawn-out conversation with him.'
"Marluxia said Xigbar seemed excited today (tonight), when I talked to him. I haven't been down to see Number II, though, so maybe there's still hope that I'll get them back before they're destroyed…" Luxord rubbed his chin and had his right elbow resting in his left palm. He had taken 'the position of contemplation'. "Do you think Xigbar may have taken them?"
"He might have," Xaldin said, ending Für Elise, then turing in his chair to face Luxord. "It seems like something he'd do."
"Have you seen him?"
"No. I've only left my room once and that was for breakfast. He wasn't in the kitchen when I was down there," The Whirlwind Lancer stated.
"O…" Speaking of breakfast, Luxord felt the empty pit that was his stomach. He was so determined to find his cards that he hadn't eaten anything all day (night). In fact, he was pretty sure his stomach had already digested itself and was moving on to his liver.
"Luxord… why do you have that look on your face?"
"My stomach hurts."
"Pussy."
"If you weren't my superior, I'd tell you to shut up. I haven't eaten anything yet today (tonight). Been too distracted looking for my bloody cawds," he replied to Xaldin's insult, and then rubbed his stomach, or where it used to be, as the stomach acid had in fact moved onto his liver. Not really.
"Yes, and if you did tell me to shut up you'd get a spear through your left lung," Xaldin said, a smug expression on his face. "I'm afraid you've wasted your time here. I have some advice to offer you, though, if you want it."
Number X crossed his arms. Why did he have a funny feeling that he know what was coming? "And what's that?" he asked with a sigh.
"Go down the canyon, across the valley, through the forest of evil, evil trees and to the Quikki Mart and buy new ones. With the way things go around here, the ones you're looking for will be in bad condition, if you do get them back, so it's worthless to keep looking."
"Somehow, I knew that was coming," Luxord sighed again. "And, with how my day (night's) gone so far, I'm starting to get the idea that I should have listened to Roxas about that in the first place." He hung is head and started walking back towards the door.
"Yes, you should have. Have fun with the rest of your search." Xaldin laughed at him and then started playing again. Luxord exited and started trudging down the stairs to the second floor.
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The two shadowy, laughing figures were on break at the time of this scene, so, instead, the author decided to substitute Marluxia and Axel.
Axel shifted nervously and then cleared his throat. Marluxia stood with his arms crossed, resting his weight on his right foot and staring at the white ceiling of the white hallway.
"So, Marly, this place sure is white…"
"Don't call me Marly. I hate you. Burn in Hell."
Axel gave Marluxia 'the finger' while he was busy staring at the ceiling. The two then portaled out, back to their rooms.
Interesting.
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Luxord finished his trudging and was currently outside the door to Number II, The Freeshooter, XIGBAR's room. Is Freeshooter two words? Author doesn't know, so she wrote it like that. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He knocked again, and still no answer. Does this happen to him a lot, or what? He decided to enter, since Xigbar wasn't as mean as Saïx and probably wouldn't mind as much. He entered the room.
"Hey, Xigbar. Are you here?" Luxord called to his superior. "I have something important to ask you…"
He looked around the room. Yes, the author is going to describe another room to the reader. This room was even larger than Xaldin's. There was dark grey carpeting with walls of a little bit lighter grey. In the center of the room was a sitting area, consisting of an L-shaped couch, a love seat, and an armchair. They were all black leather; Luxord guessed it was a set. They were in a box with a big screen, plasma television completing one side of it; in other words the couch faced the TV (with the little stub, it being L-shaped at and all, pointing in the direction of the TV), with the armchair between the 'stub' and the TV, and the loveseat across from the armchair. In between them all was a glass top, black table, similar to the one in Xaldin's room. Several items were on top, like dirrrrrrty magazines. Not really.
On the left wall was the bathroom, and Xibar's own kitchen? WTF? Why'd he need a kitchen? He barely even knew how to cook, as far as Luxord knew. The tiling in the kitched was black, along with the fridge, and the cupboards, too, and the counter top. The back of the room had an overly large window with black curtains. On the right wall, in the back corner was Number II's bed, which had black sheets and blankets. This guy sure did like black, didn't he? There was a black dresser and desk along the right wall. Xigbar had a small second floor to his room, with a staircase (with black railing) on either side of the room, leading up. The second floor mainly covered the back half of the room, but had a catwalk that wrapper around the rest of the room. The whole second floor and catwalk had black railing, the same as the staircase. How unfair, thought Luxord.
Having looked around the room (ignoring the second floor), he saw no sign of Xigbar and decided to go through his things. He looked through the dresser and desk first but found nothing. He was about to go upstairs when he remembered the coffee table. Luxord walked over to it and noticed something… A pack of cards was on the table. He went picked up the deck and inspected the box it was in; he saw the familiar bloody fingerprint on the back and the few drops of blood that got on the pack when he cut that bastard's throat. That's what he got for cheating… What a splendid day that was… Luxord thought fondly.
He heard a noise upstairs and looked up at the railing of the second floor where he saw Xigbar, looking down at him.
"You stole my bloody cawds, you bastuhd!" Luxord yelled, pointing at Xigbar with an enraged expression on his face.
"Whoa ho ho…" Xigbar put up his hands in a defensive manner. "Hold on with your accusations there, old bean. I didn't take your cards."
"Then what the Hell are they doing in your room?" Luxord had lost his gentlemanly composure. "You had to have taken them!"
"As if!" Xigbar's 'surfer-dude' accent was showing through. (Had to find a way to put the 'as if' in there.) "I found those this morning in the snack machine downstairs in the lobby."
"Double you tee eff."
"Yeah, I thought the exact same thing!" Xigbar said, enthusiastically. "I was trying to get some gummi bears outta the machine, when I saw your stupid cards were in front of them. Then I was all like 'Um, no. Those shouldn't be there…'. Then I decided to be a nice guy and was all like 'Luxy's probably looking for these, or will be later. I should get them for him.' "
"Okay… Well, why didn't you just return them to me, then?" Luxord inquired. "Wait! You call me 'Luxy' in your head?" Luxord raised his eyebrow at that.
"Yeah, so what if I do? But, anyways, it's not like returning something to you is the most important thing on my To Do List. I'm redecorating my room! See? That stuff down there didn't used to be there. Remember? My room used to look as bad as Axel's! Then, Xemnas made me read the manual, and sent me through some kind of interior design course at some college or something somewhere… He said that being color-coordinated was a very important part of being a Nobody and being able to live in Castle Oblivion…" Xigbar said, thoughtfully.
"That doesn't mean you couldn't have opened a portal to my room, dropped off my cards, and then done your stupid redecorating."
"Hey, dude, I've got my priorities and if you can't accept that, then I can't accept you!"
Luxord gave Xigbar a d 'WTF?' kind of look. "Well then. Do you have any idea who could have done this? It wasn't Axel, that's for sure. I searched his room already. Demyx didn't, he was offended when I blamed him. Marluxia and Larxene wouldn't… Roxas wouldn't. All his ideas come from Axel…and I already went over the part where I said that he couldn't have done it…" Luxord said, thoughtfully, as he listed the members off.
"And I didn't do it. I already told you where I found them!"
"Yes, Xigbar, that's why I'm not counting you."
"Well that's good. What about Zexion?"
"Tch. No. Practical jokes are definitely not what the boy's into. He'd be too busy in his room, reading or brooding or playing Sudoku……………………." Luxord stopped, suddenly. "Yes! That's it! I know who did it, Xigbar!" said Number X, excitedly, like he was some character in a mystery novel or something that just solved the mystery.
"Who did it! Who did it!" Xigbar said, running down the stairs, and jumping up and down with Luxord.
"It was--" Luxord was then cut off by manical laughter that he and Xigbar heard coming from the hallway. They looked at the door, walked over to it, opened it… to reveal two shadowy figures, laughing they're arses off.
Apparently those two were not on a coffee break anymore.
And that, is the end of this part. Ooooooooo… Suspense. Cliffhangers! Don't ya love it? I do. I realized that I couldn't type up the ending in only one part, especially with two members' rooms left to check.
Next, possibly last, chapter, some of those questions from the second part will be answered. Finally!
Review, pwease? (author chibifies, again) If you do, I'll send you a neat little Zexion chibi to your e-mail! Or a Marly one. IF you request them. How can you resist Organization member chibis? lol :D I shouldn't try to bribe people. It doesn't work. laughs at self
O, sorry about the out of characterness there at the end. I found it amusing, though. Writing Xigbar was so much fun! Maybe I should have made a fic about him… Or maybe I'll do a one-shot with him in the future, after all, I don't regret writing a Luxord story. It's fun. Until next part! Which will hopefully be out tomorrow, or Saturday.