Disclaimer:Naruto isn't mine
Being a dad means asking God to make you the kind of father He wants you to be.
Fuck. Gaara had to do the most akward things in life to make sure his uncle-in-law was happy about the way he was going to be a father. Praying? Asking to God for help? What on Earth were these crazy things that people talked? A shrine? A temple? A chruch? Those places existed in Suna? Why did nobody tell him this?
"Why did no one tell me what had these kind of things in Suna?" Gaara asked to no one in particular during breakfast.
Temari set her bowl of cereal down and sturggled for words. "Well, Gaara you don't exactly seem like like an altar boy."
"What's an Altar boy?"
"Gaara, why don't I buy Praying For Dummies. Think of it as best little brother in the world present." Temari said. She sat down as she and Gaara ate in silence.
"Hey God, can you make me a good dad? Thanks." Temari choked on her cereal.