Well, this is the end of the LJ drabbles (the fourteenth keyword, "parasol," has become At the Festival of the New Leaves, so check that out if you haven't already ). I did get a few additional requests here, so I'll be working on those and posting them soon. I think I might leave this collection open, so I can add to it if I'm inspired later on. Thanks for reading, guys! I appreciate all the feedback, and I'm glad you enjoyed thus far!

XIII. Spade

Naruto stared at his cards, a look of utter perplexity on his face, his mouth curved severely downward.

Sakura exchanged a glance with Shikamaru, eyebrows raised.

"Okay, Naruto, what's the problem?" She tried not to sound too impatient--she'd snapped at him that morning when he'd tried to kiss her before brushing his teeth--though she couldn't keep the slight edge from her voice.

He'd been staring at his cards for five minutes now, and that was five minutes too long, particularly during rummy.

Naruto blinked.

"Uh...what's the difference between clubs and spades?"

Sakura gaped at him, so astounded she couldn't say anything.

Shikamaru sighed. "How troublesome..."

From now on, they'd stick to board games.