Yes. I know. I have not updated Star Crossed. I'm sorry! But my O levels a happening soon. In about a month. Or maybe less. Need to do wellll~~ But for now, I come with a new fic. *Wriggles eyebrows* I have thought about a lot of cheesy moments in this fic. MUAHAHAHAHA! Look forward to it! 8D

NOTE: Naruto does not belong to me~

Summary: AU. Konoha's last surviving prince needs a queen. Hundreds come to try and win the prince's heart but only a certain pink-haired girl catches his attention.

Chapter 1: The Uchiha

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"Your Highness, you have to choose a Queen soon. You will turn twenty in one week! If you do not choose one by the end of today, the Council will choose for you," Kakashi said. Sasuke looked at his Royal Advisor; his unruly silver hair betrayed his royal position and the public always mistook him for someone else. He never did attend any gatherings, important or not. He preferred to work behind the scene.

Sasuke groaned inwardly. He had been trying to avoid having to pick a Queen. Like his father, he would rather rule his country single-handedly. Who needs a weak woman that would stand on his way? But he knew better.

His father had been a kind ruler during the time his mother was alive. She died when she was giving birth to him due to some complications that were unknown to the Healers. Despite the Councils urgings to find a new Queen, he had adamantly refused. Due to that, his Sharingan had taken control of him and he had gone berserk. That was the role of the Queen, to help her husband control his Sharingan.

Sasuke did not like the fact that his life depended on one woman. He never was interested in the women that came into his palace, literally throwing themselves at him. All they ever wanted was to increase their social status.

But he knew he needed to choose soon.

The guards at the door bowed at him before opening the doors. He entered the room, his head held high. The whole room was filled with women of different ages! He was surprised that the room could even fit them all. He calmly walked to his throne and sat down. All the women in the room bowed in unison, greeting him.

"There's more outside," Kakashi whispered as he took his usual position, standing on his right side. Sasuke tried his best not to groan out loud. It seems like it was going to be a very long day.

One by one, candidates came up stating the reasons why they should be chosen. They spoke of their fortune, their social status and their abilities.

One woman who was reaching her twenties came up. She had red hair that reached her shoulders and beautiful features that would make the women in the whole room jealous. She bowed elegantly before she spoke, "I am Ooriko Ayaka from the Ooriko clan in the far east. I have travelled all the way to Konoha in hopes that I would be able to win the prince's heart and receive the title as Queen of Konoha. Given the opportunity, I would be able to help the poor in Konoha and help the country develop. I would be able to-"

Sasuke could not take it anymore and spoke, "You have come for the title like many others. What makes you think I am interested in what you can do? What makes you think you could change my country? What can a weak woman like you do for my country?"

The red-haired woman was speechless. She looked as if she was about to cry. Before Sasuke could speak again, he was interrupted.

"Hey! What is wrong with you?"

Sasuke tore his gaze from the redhead and searched for the origin of the voice. A petite woman with a brown cloak appeared from the suddenly quiet crowd. Her cloak covered her whole form and half her face. He narrowed his eyes. The woman climbed up the steps and stood right in front of him. She took off the hood that covered her face revealing bright pink locks that reached her waist. Her emerald green eyes were staring into his.

"What kind of a prince are you? Sitting on the throne swimming in women while the poor starve! You say a woman would never be able to change the country. Yet a man like you still let people die! A weak woman like myself would be able to make more changes in one day than you could ever hope to achieve in your life, you soulless bastard!" She screamed. Her hands were clenched and trembling in fury. Faster than the speed of light, two bodyguards appeared and forced her to her knees. She tried to break free but to no avail. Before they could bring her to the dungeons, he ordered his guards to let her go. She stood up and glared at him before turning around to get to the doorway.

He quickly stood up from his throne and grabbed her arm. He slid his other arm around her waist forcing her back to come in contact with his chest. He wrapped his arm tighter around her waist bringing her closer to him. He placed his chin on her shoulder and smiled a sly smile.

"I have found my Queen."