Disclaim: I don't own KHII. Trust me.

A/N: Luxord had the HARDEST title to come up with...I swear, there are no good rock songs about gambling. Go look, I dare you! You find one, tell me and you get a muffin, yo. That's high quality shit right thurr.

Enjoi,
-Ethe

.:Race Against Myself:.

Monday, Nov. 13, 2006. 6:40 PM.

I was on a roll this time. I had three hours left before I had to go grab some grass from a dealer across town, and I was planning and having plenty of money by that time. I strut over toward the slot machines, and took an empty seats, sighing as I did so and taking out a few nickels. Even if my winning streak came to an end, I still had a couple hundred bucks tucked under the mattress back at the hotel I was staying at.

The plan was flawless, NOTHING could go wrong.

And this time, the slots were good to me, and and granted me a win. Not a very big one, but I left with more than I had. Next, I went up to the roulette wheel, one of my favorites. Three more hours of my winning streak, and I could finally get out of this hick town, and start over on the outside. That's the only reason why I even started gambling; because I didn't want to stay here. To get what I wanted, I had to exploit the recourses...and so I did, and took up gambling, throwing away tons and tons of money.

But it was my only way out...

Monday, Nov. 13, 2006. 9:59 PM.

The winning streak had actually kind of died down half way into the three hours I had left until I went to the dealer...So, when I actually started losing, I just went back to my hotel and thrashed the last bit of weed I had left. That took up another hour and a half, and when I finally came to my senses I was on my way to getting even more. There were already people standing here, waiting in a line. Geez, and I thought I was early...

I came up the back way into the alley, to not attract attention. But...well, that was certainly useless. Everyone's eyes locked onto me when I came into view and then disappeared after they realized I wasn't the one they were after, and I stood against the wall close to two kids; one with fricken bright-ass red hair, and one with a mullet... Dealer was always kind of...late. I got used to it. It wasn't like I needed the stuff, I just thought I could use it.

Everything is more fun when you're high. I would know.

I stifled the pathetic laugh I had coming from my own thought and saw the familiar shoulder length brunet hair and black coat emerge from the street side of the alley. Almost everyone jumped up to get into line, but I wasn't fast enough to get first place. Mullet-boy and carrot top did. I didn't mind though.

"Black tar?" Carrot top asked. Heroin? They were only little teenagers! Wow, I really had to get out of here now. This place was corrupting everyone's heads...

I stopped listening and noticed mullet-boy looking around like a scared little kid. He looked even younger than carrot top. After things were exchanged, carrot top stuffed the small, seemingly gross bag into his pocket, and drag mullet-boy with him down the street. I sighed, and stepped up next. "Ahh, Luxord, the usual?" "Just as long as the price is still the same." I replied, pulling out a wad of bills I had as he reached in and grabbed the small bag what I had come for. I gave him the money, he gave me the bag, and I took off back to my hotel.

I wouldn't open it until tomorrow though. When I got my winning streak back tomorrow I'd need to be able to celebrate.

-End-

A/N: Cookies for those who can name the band who wrote the chapter title's song!

Ahh, another short one. Yes, Luxord is not the most infamous of the Organization, not to mention he's a real push over in the game, I dont care WHAT mode you're on, but he's blond...that's all the matters...and obsessed with the roulette wheel. XD