Disclaimers: All media, including Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy, are in fact not mine. Daichi and all other original characters are mine.

Please note that I'm not one hundred percent sure on the rules for any of these games so if there's a mistake, don't whine, just point it out politely.

Back to business.

I have issues right now so it's been hard for me to update.

So, I hope you enjoy this, whatever the hell it is.

PS: Cards… no idea. I'm more of a betting person rather than a gambler.

It makes sense in my head.

And yes, Scrooge McDuck is the owner of the Casino.

Why wouldn't he be?

The Star And Moon Casino (Radiant Gardens)

The cocky smirk on the dealer's face was enough to send chills down Cloud Strife's back. There was only one reason why he would be smiling like that: He had gotten twenty-one. Just as quickly as the smile had appeared on his face, the dealer's expression slackens and molds into a calm façade of blandness as if the man was completely uninterested in the cards he now held.

Cloud's normally light blue eyes darken as they flicker down to the single visible card that the other blonde held in his gloved hands.

It was a ten.

That mean there couldn't be more than a single ten-value card in there. Meaning, it had to be a nine, a 10 or a King or a Queen or an Ace.

Cloud knew that counting cards was technically cheating but this wasn't counting cards, right? Either way, he knew the dealer's exact hand! HA! He could win! … At least, he could if he could just get one last card. He glances down at his King and his 10, knowing that an Ace could make him quite a bit of munny. He also knew that if he got anything less than ten, he could potentially be screwed. Oh, if only Cid hadn't egged him on to go here…

Clearing his throat thoughtfully, the dealer smiles cordially at Cloud, urging him to make a move. Cloud coughs nervously, his gaze shifting rapidly from the cards in the dealer's hand to his own and then back again. The blonde carefully wipes his forehead with a fancily embroidered handkerchief that the dealer had given him when he had brought him a drink and nods.

"Hit me." Cloud says in an abnormally calm voice that completely contradicted the nervous expression on his face, tapping the table in emphasis. Luxord nods and a single card floats facedown to gently slide into the ex-SOLDIER's hand. Cloud stares at it hopefully, praying for an Ace. … Oh no.

Seven.

"It appears that you have earned yourself a bust." Luxord says cheerfully, flashing Cloud an amused grin. Cloud nods in shock, completely ignoring that Luxord had somehow guessed what his cards were. Quietly, the Nobody simply clears the table of all of the cards, collecting the last of Cloud's 500 munny chips and depositing them carefully into a box. He smiles professionally, bowing to the newly depressed blonde.

"Thank you for your business. … Chump." Luxord smirks coldly the moment that Cloud reaches the front doors.

After a long stint with the Organization, it was very interesting for him to go back to his roots; in other words, he was glad for a few new victims to scam. With an idle wave of his hand (and gently push from his mind), it was quite easy for Luxord to determine what cards his opponents had.

In other words; the power to manipulate time and check your opponents' cards was one hell of a way to make some quick cash. And Luxord was one of the best on making it work out.

"Hey, Luxord! I know you're new here but make sure to clean up your station, alright? Mr. McDuck doesn't like it when you dealers leave a mess!" One of the bartenders shouts helpfully as he walks across the room, carrying a load of dirty dishes to take to the back. Luxord nods calmly, silently snapping his fingers to make a Gambler to appear. He gives it a meaningful look, pointing to the spilled chips and scattered cards on his table.

"Now." He says warningly when the Gambler starts to protest. It immediately wilts and starts clearing the table. Luxord pulls out a magazine, flipping through the glossy pages idly, occasionally pausing when he saw a product he liked. Who would have thought that the Gambler of Fate loved knitting patterns?

"HEEEEY!" A loud voice suddenly shouts from behind him, making the blonde jump about three feet in the air. Almost instinctively, Luxord whips around and shoves his hand forward in the air, sending a stream of cards flying into the air. The man, who had for some reason attempted to scare the crap out of Luxord, behind the table flies into the air, slamming his head against the parquet floor of the casino.

For a moment, Luxord just keeps staring.

"What was that for? All I wanted was to ask you something!" The man says in a hurt voice, rubbing his cheek in pain. Although Luxord was the reason he was currently on the floor, that wasn't why he was staring. The guy… looked like…

"Sora?" He asks curiously, his accented voice almost cracking when he said the name. The guy shakes his head, gets up, and runs his fingers through his spiky brown hair, smiling cheerfully in a way that gave Luxord goosebumps.

"I'm Daichi! Hi! What kind of game is this? Are you some kind of magician? Can you teach me how to do that card trick?" Daichi asks in a very excited voice, rapidly firing off questions as easily and as quickly as a machine gun would fire off bullets. Luxord could only shake his head and point towards the sign that said '50 Munny Blackjack' on his table.

"Huh. So I have to give you fifty munny and we play a card game? I love card games, I play them all the time with my son! Alright, so what's blackjack?" The country.. Er… Island bumpkin asks curiously, pulling out a small munny pouch.

"… Just add up your cards to twenty-one, sir. And you win." Luxord manages to say as he shakes his head, composing himself as he shuffles the cards telepathically, quickly giving some to his unwanted customer. From the appreciative look in his dark blue eyes, Daichi was still convinced that Luxord was some sort of magician.

A few minutes later, Luxord was the one convinced that Daichi was some sort of magician, given that he had somehow managed to hit blackjack not once, not twice but three times within a few minutes.

Like father, like son, he supposed.

Okay, there were several ways of this going down and this was the simplest.

And the one not so funny… except that it's a running joke that Sora's really good at gambling.

And Daichi's where he got it from. Yes, he's what I think Sora's dad's like.

So now, faithful reviewers and whoever's left, I'd like your help.

Demyx's job is up to you guys and while I have a few ideas of my own, I'd like some feedback. Message me or just write what job you think it'd be funny for him to have and I'll give you my thoughts on it.

Forbidden out!