Summary - Neji babysits, and finds that maybe there are worse things in the world than just baby drool.
Disclaimer - I still own nothing except the plot. Everything else belongs to Kishimoto.
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Babies and anything that had to do with them had never been high on Hyuuga Neji's "Favorites" list.
He had never understood why human beings (well, realistically, all women and Gai and Lee) had been so enthralled by them. Sure they were cute, but after about five minutes you realized they were nothing more than crying, eating, pooping monsters. In the end, Neji figured that if a person was truly lonely and looking for validation and completion in their life, (again, women, and Lee and Gai) they were better off buying a pet; at least they didn't cry and there was not as much pooping.
But then, seeing as how fate seemed to really hate Neji (or perhaps this was his true fate in life after all) most would probably find it comically ironic to see an irate Neji babysitting a bunch of newborns in the maternity ward of Konoha's local hospital.
The
next time Neji saw that pink haired wretchand her even worse Shishou,
there would be a lot of words spoken.
And none of
the nice ones.
While he stewed, the baby in his arms cooed and then proceeded to suckle on his thumb.
For a total of approximately two hours and thirty minutes, Neji sat stiffly; with a different baby being laid into his arms every other couple of minutes by the on-shift nurse, and during that time, Neji thought that maybe those damned women (and Lee and Gai) knew what they were talking about.