Hinata Hyuga oneshots!

Madara

Song fic

ALL CREDIT GOES TO HALSEY FOR THE SONG

Song; Castle

AU; Kinda modern, but the clans are royalty

Description; The royal Uchiha have taken over the Kingdom of Konohagakure and the new king wants his queen.

OOC characters: H I N A T A(she gonna be OOC asf)

Rating; M for swearing and slight lemon!!!

Pairing: MadaHina!

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Sick of all these people talkin'
Sick of all this noise

Hinata walked through the halls, pretending not to hear the whispering and wide eyes as she passed the servants.

He chose her.

She's to be the new queen.

I wonder if Hiashi will allow her to marry him.

It was quite vexing really, to have people talk about you when you can so clearly hear them. They were never subtle about it either, they would always watch her pass with wide eyes, turn around and whisper to the person next to them.

Hinata glared at a male servant who began whispering, "Stay out of my affairs, if I hear one more word of it you'll be executed." Hinata didn't mean it, she never wanted to be like this; grumpy, bitter, her father. But people have driven her to that point.

She was tired, just so damn tired. She hated her life, the wealth and fame, all of it made her sick.

Greed soon took over her family shortly after they became wealthy.

Greed is what drove their king, greed and lust that is.

Tired of all these cameras flashing
Sick of being poised

Hinata walked down the steps to her large mansion, the flashes of the paparazzis' cameras causing her sensitive eyes to sting and begin to water. Luckily she was wearing her sunglasses.

She held a straight face through an interview with one of the press, her cheeks beginning to strain from keeping a fake smile plastered on her face as she tried to be as polite as possible.

She had a reputation to uphold, her father would always say, you must be kind, but never let the press walk over you.

Hinata hated the press, with all her heart and soul. She hated being someone she's not, she hated that she had to put up this façade everyday of her life.

Hinata wasn't always so bitter and spiteful, she was once truly happy and always smiling, but those days were long gone.

As soon as Hinata stepped into the black BMW, the smile was gone as she pinched the bridge of her nose. She dug out a small container from her bag and poured three white pills into her hand, gulping them down with a sip of water, hoping to ease her migraine.

Now my neck is open wide
Begging for a fist around it

Already choking on my pride
So there's no use crying about it