Summary: When Prince Sasuke comes out of exile on his 24th birthday, trouble isn't to far away. He is to be wed before his next birthday or to give up his thrown to the Hyuugas. Lady Hinata Subaku hates the Prince but when stuck with him in a palace with competition the outside world doesn't seem so bad...SasuHina

I would like to this moment apologize to MissLe for 'copying' her story, The Perfect Candidate. For the record it was my cousin who took an original chapter of Big Brother; Uchiha Style and twisted it for revenge of an earlier argument between my self and my cousin. I did not realize this until a few weeks ago when I returned to FanFic to be welcomed by 26 flames. Big Brother; Uchiha Style will come back as I loved the idea.

Oh and if MissLe doesn't accept my apology then I don't really care cause I never did anything! However I really do feel her pain. I'd hate it if the same happened to me. I was really disgusted by this incident and am also sorry to any of those who hated me cause of the old BB;US. Anyways back to my new story...

If you're thinking that Hinata married Gaara you couldn't be more wrong. Yes, Hinata is labeled a Subaku in this FF but NO way in HELL is she truly one. Uh-Uh! Oh and that is soo not the end of it. Hehehe. Guess who's a Hyuuga in place for Hinata in this FF? It's the red-haired, love myself to the end boy; Gaara...Hyuuga. Yep! Get ready for a crazy ride because people I going to mix and match. This FF goes out to all of you who are whores of a SasuHina. (I mean that you love it.)

Warning: This FF will also contains some ItacHina, NejiHina, GaarHina, NejiTent and WTH, I don't know, some lesbianism? Just keep reading and maybe you'll find something good. Hope you like it. Please R&R.

Hinata'sBadSide

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and really don't hope to any day, if I have any mistakes please excuse me.

Chapter 1

Slits of light run across the room from the curtains sides. The room was a beautiful ivory, luxurious like a princess's. In the mahogany four poster bed lay a young woman. Her long, violet hair was sprawled like Euryale's snakes on the soft, white pillows.

She rested in peace, which could be told even though the creamy veiled bed hid her smile. She was dressed in white, unusual. Quite peculiar, however she appeared as if the god's above had dropped her onto Earth by mistake, their angel.

"Morning Madam," said an icy butler who drew the golden drapes open. "Time to rise and shine Lady Subaku"

He pulled on a golden tassel hung near the bed, which drew the three cream veils across the bed to withdraw from hiding their occupant. "You have guests at 11 this morning my Lady and Katsya Slynn will be coming for lunch. Lady Temari Subaku is waiting for you to join her for breakfast, outside, near the maze." then he strolled out of the room leaving a slight chill in the room.

The violet haired girl went to the bathroom, grabbing a white robe that was neatly laid across the foot of her bed, as it was every morning.

There was no emotion in the butler, even after working for the Subakus for 26 years no-one had ever seen him show any emotion, whether it was hate, love, lust or anger, he was colder than ice. No, cross that out. He was the master of ice itself.

The young woman showered then quickly put on the soft robe and wandered into her bedroom again. Knock! Knock-knock! Knock! Knock! "My Lady, it's me, Rebekah. May I come in?" said the sweet voice on the other side of the great double doors.

"Rebekah? Of course you can come in!" replied Lady Subaku. Entered another young woman with dark black hair unusually specked with white strands like a starry night, she wore glorious white dress. "Thank god you were on your own!" Rebekah sighed holding a hand to her heart gratefully. "I really thought old Monty would catch me this time."

"So? Watcha get?" asked the lady with her white eyes wide as a toddlers, now in the presence of a close friend she could loosen up (AN If you're clever you'd have worked out by now that who this mysterious Lady Subaku is. Hmm, I wonder who it could be? Work it out before you read on all right!).

"Is he really killing the people of the forests? Do we have any evidence? Can we do another rally?" she jumped onto the bed in the all the excitement. A grin plastered across her face. Maybe this time she'll be able to bring him down. Down hard to the ground.

"Ok. Hold your horses Hinata. I know you really really really hate the Prince but that doesn't mean that you should bask in glory if it does turn out to be true that he was the source of the forest people homes dying and everything else. We are still humans okay?" said Rebekah. She eyed Hinata, whose eyes were fascinated by the carpeted floor, for retaliation but when she got none, she continued.

"I found out that there was some unusual behavior in the castle during the period of the unfortunate events happening in their homes. Most of the Knights of Uchiha weren't seen for-" she looked inside the classified folder stolen from the castle, "two weeks. My source tells me that 'they were just gone, no one heard from them for two weeks. The Prince was also asked not to be attended to by anyone else except his two head knights; that Naruto Uzumaki and chef boy Gaara Hyuuga.' Sounds pretty suspicious to me. Nearly all of the best knights disappearing for two weeks? And the Prince only attended by his head knights? Huh. What do you think?" (AN Alright, ALRIGHT. Keep your hair on. You probably think that I don't have a clue about the characters surnames and all that. Well, let me tell you something missy/mister, this story is twis-ted. And I mean twisted. I'll go into further de-tail about the 'Gaara Hyuuga' thing later on, just be patient. A good reader has the gift of patience and understanding.)

"I'm sorry that I was actually enjoying the fact that we have something to pin that princely pig Uchiha for." Hinata apologized sincerely.

"That's alright Hinata, I wanna pin that fucker for what he rightly deserves, too. Killing all those people for no fucking reason as well. Hm! Anyway you've got breakfast with your sister and I know for a fact that Temari isn't going to be happy about you turning up late for breakfast again. I'll see you tonight, at HQ."

The two girls gave each other a quick hug before Hinata's dear maid, and secret friend, left the clothes she was to wear only to return in helping 'old Monty' with ordering the staff about.

"Can you please pass me the sugar Hinata?" Hinata handed a china plate towered with cubes of sugar to her sister Temari. "Thanks." and Temari continued shuffling the letter from last week's mail.

Hinata recognized it as she'd tried to pry it from her sister's talons but tried and failed, only to part a dog ear off it.

"Your welcome." Hinata sipped her tea gazing over at the fountain of two swans with their necks knotted to the others. One was black and the other white. Both had crystal-blue water sprouting from their beaks into a pool of grey. The water entwined in such a movement that it stitched a near perfect heart shape.

"Joseph." Temari called her Italian bodyguard away from his chit-chat with one of the scullery maids. Certainly chatting her up as he always did with a new girl who had a large bust. At once the middle-aged man was at her side.

"Yes my lady." he answered in American accent.

"Could you please ask Monty if Ms Ginger would make me a slice of her delicious rhubarb pie. I'd kill for a slice right now, oh and make sure that it isn't dodgy." Hinata looked at her sister suddenly surprised and all wide eyed as a baby, for mere seconds. The man left his lady's side like a bullet leaves a gun, silently but in rapid speed. Probably gonna follow that maid, see where her room is and get some action, Hinata hawked him as he left.

"Gave him the old, sly, Subaku flick did ya?" Hinata asked, suspicious, and took a bite of her wedge of iced sponge cake with violet wildflowers frosted on the edge. It was ravishingly divine.

All most everyone, in the exception of Joseph who was new to the 'family', knew that when a rhubarb pie is asked for within miles of the Subaku cook, everyone had better stay out of her way or give up their lives there and then. The cook sure did love making her rhubarb pies, they were like her reason for living. Literally. Also, she had to have her pies perfect, to the last atom or someone was going to pay the price of one leg, or one arm or even, once last Christmas, both eyes. However Ms Ginger was a really sweet person...just not when it came down to a rhubarb pie...oh, and some other deserts.

"Yep, gave him the flick!" Hinata brightened up at this comment but knew better than to show her true feelings about it.

"Hinata I wanted to talk to you about the guests coming this 11am," Temari continued stirring her stainless steel spoon, "I won't be here later on as I'll be leaving with them. I've been invited to the Hyuuga's country home so I won't be here for a few days."

"WHAT?! We all know why they're inviting you. They want their son Gaara to be wed don't they!? And probably that wretch Neji!" raged Hinata. As a child Hinata had remembered fighting with the two boys and on one occasion slightly getting seriously hurt. From that day the two and Hinata didn't approach each other in anger.

"Hmm mmm," Temari chuckled, "You have to admit, Gaara is kinda cute." (AN Alright, I hear you. Just don't yell so loudly! Huh, gonna go deaf or something now. Yes, Temari has a little school girl crush on Gaara, but she don't know that he's her brother, does she?! So just take some deep breaths. That's it, breathe in and out, in and out...)

A/N: There are two parts to Chap 1, check out Chapter 1, Part 2...