My own interperatation of Kovu's feeling's during his first attempt at Simba's murder. I really didn't like the way Disney presented Kovu, he just seemed like a dumbass to me xD I mean come on...you wouldn't completley obliterate your training after about half an hour of chasing rhinos! His decisions didn't seem justified. So I recon he was feeling something else when he was going to murder Simba...

Kovu:

My life is nothing but an endless line of mistakes and disappointments. Whichever way I turn things only seem to get worse. Here's the funny part; I don't know whether Scar was right or wrong. I mean, okay he did do wrong when he murdered his brother and attempted to murder Simba, but doesn't it seem when his loyalty came into question, he did what any good leader would do?
Though it was tough through my cub hood, I must look forward. But sometimes it's difficult and I end up facing the other way. So far, the only thing turning me back round is the only lioness I have ever loved, Kiara. This sounds soppy but, I love her so, so much that I would kill anyone in the way of us. I mean it. My heart aches when I'm not with Kiara, but it hurts even more when I am with her. She doesn't know who I really am, she doesn't know of my true inclinations. My father may have died in front of me and I may have been nurtured badly but putting all of that aside I just want Kiara to love me, which makes it impossible for me to tell her of why I am here.

I just want her in my paws. It hurts knowing that the one thing I was sent to do here will never allow me into her heart. I wouldn't initiate this plan but if I don't I know that my mother will persecute me; she may even kill me. Stupid bitch...
I sigh as I stand here sharpening my claws against this rock waiting for the son of Mufasa to walk around that corner to the watering hole, ready for his death. I don't want to do this, but I must. I may never have Kiara and I will hurt for the rest of my life but I guess that's what I deserve for letting Zira and Scar nurture me this way. Zira always said she was proud of me. She isn't. She is only proud of the killer she wants me to be. Perhaps if I make this death look like man slaughter, then I could still get into Kiara's heart. This could work, but I may go to hell for lying to her and god will strike me down; but I don't care. I love Kiara too much to even be proud of what I am about to do. I see Simba stretch atop Pride Rock, walking down to the watering hole for his morning drink preparing for a rough day. I sigh once more and gulp before I get ready to pounce. I'm getting into this too much, I need to stop growling. I guess this is it. Only one thing to do; kill Simba. Come on Kovu, you can do this. I have a cover up, he fell into the lake and never got back out again. It's a terrible cover up story, I know, but it's all I have. Just before my task is complete a set of golden paws are standing in my way. My murderous face has been wiped as I look up and stare into those beautiful, perfect brown eyes. Fuck. I didn't do it.
'Good morning!' Kiara giggles. 'I'm ready for my first lesson. Surprised you huh?' I remain silent. 'Hey, c'mon! Let's go!'

I growl lowly. Kiara doesn't understand. I hate you fate...

I didn't change much of my monologue, but it's improved slightly :P I was tempted to write monologues for Kovu's feelings at other parts of TLK II so I might do...I'm unsure...