Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Being a dad means secretly panicking after hearing the news your wife's pregnant, accompanied by feelings of nausea, doom, and the need to hold on to the remote control.
"Gaara, I'm pregnant." Neji said as he stepped in front of the TV.
"Can you move a little? I'm trying to watch the Style network. Wait, what did you say?"
"I'm pregnant. With a child. Your child obviously. In a couple of months there will be a genetically mixed result of us having sex crying around the house. Do you want me to spell it out for you?"
"No." Neji never heard Gaara's voice sound so shaky and uncertain.
"I'm going to the supermarket and buy myself some cookie dough ice cream. Call me if you need anything." Gaara stared at Neji as he walked out of the living room and to the front door, pausing to get his coat off the coat rack. He was going to be a dad.
You may start praying.
Author's Note: The first of the mpreg in this mpreg story. Took a while. I was thinking about making Gaara watch the Emo network, because the Style network seemed to stereotypically gay and with the Emo network Sasuke would have something to do with his free time but I decided against it. The image of Gaara watching the Style network is too humorous.