Disclaimer: Naruto isn't mine
Being a dad means not wanting to kill a good Saturday afternoon attending a baby shower-and then being consumed bu guilt after your wife breaks down in tears crying, "This is your baby too!"
Gaara spent his Saturday afternoons doing normal things. He watched some TV, went to the gym to work out, talked about very manly things like eyeliner and the like to Sasuke and the rest of his buddies in Konoha. Not attending a baby shower with the other people that Neji hung out around(including some of the husbands of his new-found friends.)
Gaara was trying to quietly sneak out of the mansion when Neji caught him. "Gaara, where are you going?"
'Fuck!' Gaara thought. He was never going to get out of this one. "I was just heading out to meet up with guys. They're all in town."
"I know but this your baby and you don't want to even spend time with it when its unborn, imagine how you'll be when its born!" Neji said, a few tears threating to spill.
Gaara always knew he would make a terrible spy.