A/N: I'd like to thank Lanaught for giving me an idea for Madara's comebacks. :D

I've also forgotten a Disclaimer on the previous chapters. I do not own Naruto.

"Not right now, Sasuke-kun." Madara said, before taking an intimidating step closer to Hashirama. "At least I didn't raise my grandchildren to be drunken gamblers!" Hashirama growled.

"That was just Tsunade-chan and you know that!"

"Sure it was, and what about your other grandchild, Nawaki was it?" Hashirama flushed and looked away.

"That was a fluke. Tsunade-chan taught him to gamble."

"And you taught him to drink. What was he, twelve?" Hashirama scoffed.

"Old enough to kill, old enough to drink." Madara nodded.

"I can see the logic in that." It was then that Sasuke decided to ask, once more,

"What was that about my clan?" Hashirama and Madara glanced at each other, before Madara sighed and turned to the boy.

"It was nothing, Sasuke-kun. It happened a while ago." Sasuke blinked, confused.

"The clan was massacred twice?" Madara turned to Hashirama, and got a shrug in response.

"Of course. A long time ago." Sasuke nodded, and began a conversation with Tazuna's daughter, Tsunami, about lunch. Hashirama sighed in relief.

"That was close." Madara glared.

"If you hadn't brought that up, I wouldn't have had to have lied about it!" Madara rubbed his temples. "If you suck that much at lying even after having years to refine it, I wonder how bad you've gotten at gambling." He muttered, turning to sit at the table. Hashirama glared back at him, before sitting opposite of him.

"You want to test that?" Madara smirked.

"Yes." While the two glared at each other, Kakashi leaned down and whispered a few words to Naruto. The blond perked up, got out his deck of cards, and shouted,

"STRIP POKER!"

The game of Strip Poker did not end how anyone wanted it to. Everyone who played, which was everyone but Sakura, Tazuna's grandson, and Tsunami, was stripped down to their last sources of dignity. Hashirama was down to his undergarments, as was Kakashi, Madara only had his pants and shoes left, Sasuke was down to his forehead protector, Tazuna had passed out half way through unbuttoning his shirt, and Tobirama had only lost his kunai holster so far.

Naruto, however, was still fully clothed. And winning. By a long shot. Said whiskered blond frowned.

"This game is boring. All of my cards are these funny ones with the A's on them." To prove his point, Naruto laid his cards flat out. Two Aces were in his hand, and two aces were on the river. Everyone groaned, and folded.

"I say we kick Naruto. He's won every single hand. It's not fair!" Hashirama said, leaning back in his chair. Madara stood up, and stretched a little.

"I'm off to bed, gents. It is midnight." Everyone glanced at the clock. Madara was right, it was midnight. Tobirama stood, and ushered the two preteens towards the giant pile of clothes in the corner of the room.

"Everyone, get redressed and get to sleep. We all will be training in the morning."