Simba stood on top of Pride Rock after giving out his powerful roar, basking in the rain brought upon by the dark grey clouds covering every inch of the land. It felt as though the water gradually washed away the tainted evils Scar has placed upon the land.
"Simba…" Nala's sweet voice whispered.
The new king of the Pride Lands turned around and was attacked by the cream furred lioness' nuzzles overflowing with affection. "Nala.." Simba whispered as he returned her love. Out of all the hardships they endured,their troubles have finally been put to-
A young cub's cries from the cave interrupted their moment. "Kovu!" Nala shouted in concern. She left the shocked king in the rain retreated back into the cave as fast as she can.
He quickly shook off his initial shock and followed his love. He found her curled around… something with her back facing him. "Uh… Nala?" He stepped closer and found a small lion cub sucking greedily for Nala's milk. This cub worried him for some reason. The color of his fur was dark brown just like his uncle. He nudged her gently. "Nala, who is this?" She was about to answer, but when the cub opened his emerald green eyes, he snarled in anger as images of his maniacal uncle flowed through his mind. "Scar!" Claws unsheathed, he prepared to slit the cub's throat lost in his rage.
"No Simba! Stop!"
Nala's cries brought him back into his senses, but the anger still lingered. "All right, you have five minutes to explain!"
She looked away from him and stared at Kovu with shame. "Before I came searching for you, Scar…" The horrific events were still fresh in her mind and she hesitated before her will completely broke down. "RAPED ME! SCAR NEEDED A HEALTHY HEIR SO HE RAPED ME!" Tears overflowed her eyes and Simba brought his snarling razor sharp teeth closer to Kovu. Oblivious of his bloodlust, Kovu simply placed his weak paw on Simba's nose and smiled. That was the last straw. He prepared to bite down on his little head but Nala wouldn't allow it. "Simba, please don't!"
His feral red eyes bore deep into her skull. "Why shouldn't I kill the bastard! Do I have to remind you who he's the son of?"
"Me!" she retorted. "He's my son!"
That knocked some sense back into him and he calmed down a bit.
"I know this is crazy Simba but…" the cherry smile Kovu had made her smile herself as she licked his head, "I want to raise him like any mother would. And I was hoping you would be his fath-"
"Like hell I will!" he interrupted, knowing her crazy request. "First off, I'm technically his cousin! And second, the least I can do for the freak is banish him!"
"Oh?" Nala raised an eyebrow and gazed at him quizzically. "So you're gonna be just like Scar then? Banishing or rather killing anything that's a problem to you?"
"That's not the point here."
"I believe it is," she said firmly. "Either you become my son's father or you can banish him along with me. Your choice."
Simba scoffed and paced the floor, thinking hard about his next move. As much as he hated to admit it, Kovu didn't do anything wrong so he had no legal reason of banishing the pest... or at least… not yet. For now, he'd just have to wait and bear the pain of raising a dreadful reminder of the dead tyrant UNTIL he finally has a good enough reason to get rid of him WITHOUT losing Nala. "Fine you win," he said defeated as he peered at Kovu with all the hatred inside him.
The new queen licked her mate's head. "Simba… thank you. I understand how much it hurts to be reminded of Scar everyday by Kovu, but believe me, I feel the same way. But you can't just say he is like Scar just because he looks like him. Who knows, maybe he'll be something greater than both of us believe he can?"
"I sincerely doubt it." He turned his back from the two and walked off, disappearing from their sight.
Kovu touched his mother's head for attention. She turned and faced him with tears imbued with despair. Then he placed his paw on her nose and smiled, and so did Nala.