Chapter 4
The Gambler of Fate
"Hey Luxord, come over here!" Axel shouted across the room. Number X looked around, saw the red haired pyro waving at him wildly, shook his head, and went back to his game of solitaire.
"C'mon Luxord! We've got a great deal for you!" Axel's sandy haired friend called. The gambler's head snapped up. They had him hooked; he could never resist a deal or bet of any kind.
Slowly, and somewhat reluctantly, Luxord got up and made his way through the crowded room. It wasn't so much that it was crowded; it was just that everyone was lying all over the floor, making it very hard for anyone to walk across the room. When he finally got over to the two partners in crime, he stood there, with his arms crossed, waiting.
After standing there for about a minute, staring at the mismatched pair, he finally spoke up. "So? What's this "great" deal you have for me?"
"Hmm? Oh, right, the deal," Axel grinned. "Well, we were wondering if you could possibly let us play poker with you again, and we wi--- ."
"No! No, no, no, no! Never again will I play poker with you, not after the…the bloody incident!" Luxord shuddered with remembrance.
"Ah, but Luxy, you didn't let my hot headed friend here finish," Roxas soothed. "He was about to tell you our part of the deal. The part where we make your "poker tea" for a month."
"You'll what?!?! Really?!?! Oh, I accept!" All fears forgotten, Luxord skipped off happily, carefully avoiding the organization members strewn across the floor. Axel and Roxas grinned evilly at the retreating figure.
2 hours later
"Are you chaps done with my tea yet?" Luxord called into the kitchen. He was sitting at a table along with Xigbar and Zexion.
"Yes sir," Roxas walked in with the tea, smiled, and set it down.
"Thank you." Roxas bowed, and left. The 3 people at the table started playing poker as Roxas and Axel looked on. As Luxord started drinking his tea, a noticeable change came over him. He started slurring his words and swaying slightly. The 2 "chaps" slapped hands silently, their plan had worked.
"Zexion…do you have any 7's?" the now drunk Brit asked.
"Umm…Luxord? One, we're not playing Go-Fish, and two, you don't have any 7's," Xigbar said.
"Oh well, my mistake!" Luxord giggled. He took another drink, and promptly passed out, displaying his cards to the other 2 players.
This whole time Zexion had been watching in silence. Now he spoke up in amazement, "You're right! He doesn't have any 7's!" Xigbar leaned back in his chair and just grinned at the perplexed boy.
Luxord's POV
Oddly, I woke in my bed this morning. It was odd because I don't even remember falling asleep last night…in fact; I don't remember anything that happened yesterday. All I know is that I have a bloody headache.