Well, this is the fifth chapter! OMFG, I'll be posting this story after the next chapter! :O! So excited. :D :D! Anyway, kudos to all those who guessed who the Queen is! Yes, she is Hinata. I mean, she just seems like a Queen. She is the 'nobility'. And Itachi just seems like a king. I didn't do it on purpose, I swear.

The Queen

Around the Kingdom, it was well known that the King's wife was Hinata, the Queen. It was all a political marriage, (at least, Hinata thought so) an agreement between nobility and royalty. Hinata had never wanted to be nobility.

She despised it, actually. The thought that some humans were above others. Weren't they all equal? Weren't they all humans? Well, her father thought not. He thought that since they came from one of the richest and oldest families, that they were automatically above the other human beings.

In fact, Hinata was in love with someone they would have considered to be, 'lower than the low'. She was in love with Naruto, the Jester. Hinata couldn't fathom why, but she knew that she was. She was in love with those bright blue eyes, and the light sunny blonde hair. Naruto always brought smiles and laughter into her otherwise dreary life. Hinata couldn't help the pang of guilt, she felt whenever she thought those thoughts, however. After all, she was a married woman.

She was married to the King. And it wasn't like he was a bad man - far from it. He was a gentle, peaceful man, that didn't actually cheat on her, like she thought that all kings did. And Itachi was far from ugly, as well. He was handsome in his own, mysterious and just out right beautiful way. He had all the characteristics of royalty, of an aristocrat.

And that was just it. Hinata had seen more than enough aristocrats in her short life. She wanted something different, for a change. Something bright and sunny, and made her smile and laugh - she wanted Naruto. But those dreams and fantasies would never come true, because that's all they were - dreams. And fantasies. And anyway, Naruto was in love with the Princess - the one that most men in their Kingdom were in love with. Hinata could see why - she often admired Sakura's unique hair, and flamboyant attitude. It was a breath of fresh air. A far cry from Hinata's meek, shy and gentle one.

As a queen, Hinata did her best to help the people. She had always felt compassion for them all; for those that were less lucky than she was. She always thought that one of them deserved this position more; not someone like her. She had shared those concerns with Itachi, but he had only stared at her in a nonchalant way. Itachi always had had a problem with communicating thoughts and feelings. Not that Hinata could blame him; emotions would only hinder his job as King.

As an Uchiha, she had never quite been able to understand the dynamics of the other Uchihas. What was Sasuke's problem with Itachi? Hinata had often mused upon that, but had never shared her concerns. Sasuke surely had a reason, and honestly, it was none of her business. Queens were meant to stand there, and look pretty, anyway.

Something she failed at, as well. She thought herself very ugly indeed, what with her blank white eyes, and dark indigo hair. Her skin was too pale, giving her a fragile glass look; nothing like Sakura's healthy peach coloured tone. She was so ugly, that whenever she entered a room, everyone stared at her. The women stared and gossiped, and the men always had this nasty strange look in their eyes; often when Itachi was with her, he put his hand protectively on her waist (possessively) trying to ward away all their incessant staring.

Itachi was often stared at, as well; it was because he was so beautiful, Hinata guessed. Sasuke, too. Sasuke actually got chased; Hinata was sure that Itachi would've gotten chased as well, had he not been married (to her), and had he not been so intimidating. Hinata didn't think that the fan girls could have gotten the nerve to chase him.

When they first married, Hinata had been intimidated herself. She had done her best not to anger him; but in time, she had learned what a nice and gentle person he actually was. Except that he wasn't allowed to show it; not with a job like that. Really, Hinata was very lucky that she was married to him.

Too bad that she didn't think herself lucky.

She liked Itachi, she really did - as a friend and brother. Her heart belonged to Naruto, the bright, sunny ball of confidence. But that was a love that wasn't meant to be. Like always, whenever she loved someone, it wasn't meant to be. She loved her mother; she had died. She had loved her sister; her sister had hated her. And once upon a time, she had loved a boy - a boy she had loved, when she was younger, barely seven years old - a boy she could not remember. And she could not remember, since he had left, as well. It seemed that everyone she loved left. Somehow. Be it emotionally, or physically, they always seem to leave her alone.

It was only a matter of time before Naruto leaves her, as well. Only a matter of time before he marries, only a matter of time before he has children, only a matter of time before he forgets her. But it was better not to think about this - it depressed her. It sometimes even made her cry.

When she cries, her eyes turn a sparkling white, like freshly layered snow. That was the only time that she liked her blank, glassy eyes. It was too ironic, because she hated crying, yet it made her seem decent looking, even pretty.

Not as pretty as Sakura, or Ino. Ino was her best friend, a diamond in the rough. Originally, her best friend was Sakura, but then Sakura harshly ended their friendship, something that Hinata spent many a night consoling Ino over. Hinata could feel it though; Ino often felt uncomfortable with being her best friend. Who would want to be best friends with the Queen, when it was such a high and daunting position? One wrong word, and Hinata could have Ino to chop off her head. It was sad that Ino didn't completely trust her yet. Of course, Hinata would never ever ever do such a thing! She found things like that very, very wrong indeed.

Not that Neji would understand. Neji was her cousin, and was of noble blood, like her, and thought himself to be on top of the world. There was a time where he actually abhorred her (probably because she was of a higher standing than him), and at the time, she was unbelievably miserable. Afterwards, however, when Naruto (oh, Naruto-kun!) managed to get Neji out of his I-hate-everything phase, he didn't mind her quite so much. Now their relationship was even better; they spent time together! Usually with Neji training her self-defence, but that was beside the point.

Itachi didn't like her spending time with Neji for reasons unknown. He never said anything, but Hinata could sense it; the way he looked miffed every time she said that she was going to be with Neji. He could never do anything about it, however, since he was always so busy. Usually with meetings, and important politics that Hinata did her best to stay away from.

But, one thing that did concern her, was the latest meeting. The elders want an heir. A child. Her child with Itachi. The problem was - they didn't have one. They haven't even consummated on their marriage, for goodness sakes'! Itachi had never pressured her for such things. He had always respected her and her decisions and feelings, and was always nice to her, and...

She wanted her first time to be with Naruto. But sadly, that was a dream. Even if her first time did manage to get to be with Naruto... that would put Naruto in great peril.

That was when she decided. She was going to have an heir. For her sake, for Itachi's sake, for the elders' sake, for the Kingdom sake – she would do it for them.

She was the Queen... and dreams were best to stay dreams.

It took me forever to finish this. But it is a good thing that I finished it. Darth-Taisha, many thanks to you, and good luck filtering and adding onto it! Anyway, Thank you to all those who read it, and I beg you to review!

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