Gaara & Sakura
The Kazekage was sitting behind his desk finishing the last of his paperwork when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." He called without looking up from what he was writing. "Daddy, daddy, mommy says I'm supposed to ask you." Came the voice of a beautiful 5 years old girl with red hair and emerald eyes. "Oh and what are you supposed to ask me?" Gaara asked smiling as he caught his daughter when she jumped him.
She squirmed in his lap and turned to face him with an adorable smile on her face making her father smile back. "Where do babies come from?" Gaara's smile fell as soon as he heard the question. "Mommy said that you were the one that was supposed to tell me ´cause you know better than her." The small girl said making her father curse his wife for blocking his way out of this.
"Well sweetie babies come from your moms' tummy." Gaara said pleased with himself for getting out of this without embarrassment. "Oh, but how do they get in there?" His daughter then asked. Gaara sometimes hated how smart his kid was.
"Well you see honey, when a man and a woman love each other very much they make a baby." Gaara said somewhat lamely. The small girl nodded and then asked the question Gaara had hoped she would forget. "How?" Gaara bit his lip thinking how he would explain it to her with as little words as possible and then he had an idea.
"Here let me show you." He said and made his sand float in front of them and make little images showing how babies were made. When the little show was over the little girl was smiling and jumped of her fathers lap running out yelling something about telling mommy that she knew.
Gaara was very pleased with himself for getting out of this conversation that is until he heard his wife yell. "GAARA!" And soon he was looking in the eyes of the only woman that could make him shiver in fear.
"Yes Sakura?" He knew he was screwed and not even his Kage title could safe him from the wrath of the pinkette.