A/N: Ha Ha well look who's back! After a long break from this section of the site I finally have a new story up. I hope you all enjoy it, basically it's going to be many different stories told by Kijani and if any of you have any ideas for a short story let me know and I will try to work it out in my head. Also I will have one crossover with The Simpson's that will be a little longer than the others, so far I can't wait to write that one but it probably won't happen until chapter 10. The stories will be a mixed bag of ideas as well, some will be sad, some adventurous, and some with great hilarity, at least I'll try that any way. So we will see how it goes.

This story is dedicated to those writers out there that kept me going even when I didn't want to and those people are: bdlywrttn, Pichooi, MinisterSweetGoodKid, Fanboy101, Kahllynn, Airezi, SunRise19, MorpheusDreamer, and of course Big Pappa Smurf. Oh wait.

If I left anyone out, please kick my ass.

Disclaimer: I don't own Simba, Kiara, Kovu and whoever else was in the lion king. The random characters you have never seen are mine but you can use them if you ask politely. And if you have never read any of my stories and have no idea who half the characters are, well it might be a good idea to skim through those stories just to know more about them.

So without further ado, here is the story.

The sun was finally setting after a long hot day; the sky was now turning into beautiful pinks, oranges and reds. In a little while the animals would move about and do what they normally would do during the day time. Nighttime had become a better time because of how bad the dry season had become. It had been hotter than normal for the past five months and many of the animals had suffered greatly. Many died from heat exhaustion while some left for a more suitable place for themselves.

It hadn't been this bad since the reign of the horrible King Scar, but luckily to them the skies would darken soon and rain would come.

"I can sense it, my old paw never lies, the rain will be here soon," Old Simba would say before a nice big rainstorm. Usually he was off by a week or so but like he said they never failed to come.

Simba had said this for the first time that morning and everyone was looking to the skies and waiting, all day the sky was blue but their hopes would not fade, Simba was not quite senile yet.

Conga was more excited about the rain than anyone else, she hated morning reports during the dry season, nothing ever happened really. News was slow and there was not much to do save for helping the lions baby-sit the pride cubs. There were four of them this year, three females and a male. The male was Kovu's son Haidar's; he had been given the name Jelani. The three females were triplets by a lioness named Naima. Her cubs were named Uzuri, Asha, and Kali.

Conga sighed as the sun continued to disappear behind the horizon, it was another day without rain, hopefully tomorrow would change all that. Of course this also meant that by the time the rains stopped, Kiara would step down as queen and Haidar would rule in her place along with his mate Azmera.

It was surprising how long Kiara and Kovu had ruled, almost eleven years. But it wasn't the longest out of any of the kings and queens of the past, the longest had been fifteen. They had been good rulers no doubt about that, but not as good as Simba had been and definitely not as great as Mufasa. Some of the older animals of the lands still talked about him and his amazing rule.

For a moment Conga turned her gaze away from the sun and looked toward some nearby trees, they were rustling which meant someone was coming out for the night. Sure enough, a young giraffe appeared and stood there for a moment watching the sun go down as well.

Conga instantly recognized her, it was Kifaa, she was often Conga's information on anything she may have missed during the day. At the moment, Kifaa was nearing the end of her pregnancy, her second one in fact, so she slept often, but somehow she did not miss anything. Conga knew she probably had some information, so she flew toward her.

"Good evening Conga," Kifaa said as Conga few toward her.

"Hello Kifaa, anything interesting happen today?" asked Conga as she landed on top of her head between her horns or osecones which the giraffes often referred to.

"Everything was quiet up until about noontime when my husband Mazi was interrupted by some rustling in the bushes not far from here," said Kifaa.

"Oh it was probably just some hyenas playing," said Conga knowing how often the hyenas enjoyed a game of 'annoy the giraffe.'

"Oh no it was definitely not a hyena this time, it was a lion, a big male, one I've never met before, I don't even think he is part of your pride," said Kifaa.

Conga looked worried, she knew how big male lions would travel to find a pride to call their own and fight for it too. Just last year they had one come in and fight Kovu but Kovu was too strong for him and the lion ran off after one heavy blow to the head. If this lion was still around, he would surely want to try and take over.

"Did you talk to him at all?" asked Conga.

"Of course not, Mazi actually scared him once we discovered what he was. Mazi is a little too protective around me when my pregnancy is almost near the end," said Kifaa.

"So is he still here at all?" asked Conga.

"Mazi actually has him cornered so he's not going any where any time soon," said Kifaa.

"Well then take me to him," said Conga.

Kifaa nodded and hobbled over to where Mazi had been spending half the day in the bushes, stamping his hooves at the stranger that entered the pride lands. Mazi was in his late teens and very protective of his females especially when their pregnancy was nearing an end, he wanted his loins to be as big as possible so his genes could travel far. So far his children numbered twenty-two, fifteen females and seven males. Last he heard, his first daughter had a son who met a female and together had a child, he was already a great-grandfather. He had a slight limp from the first battle he ever had over his territory and herd but to him it was nothing and like he always said, "You should have seen the other guy."

When Conga arrived she saw him charge forward a bit before snorting angrily at the stranger below him.

"Do that again and my hooves will definitely meet your head," said Mazi angrily. For a giraffe he sure looked vicious.

"I just want to see my dad," came a voice from the bushes.

"A likely story, you just want to hurt my girl and have her end up getting all stressed out and giving birth early," said Mazi.

Conga's eyes lit up when she heard the lion say he wanted to talk to his father, it would only mean one thing, Kijani was back.

"Wait Mazi stop, I think I know him," said Conga.

"If you don't, you want me to finish him for you so he won't try to take over the pride?" asked Mazi.

"I'll let Kovu or Kiara decide on that," said Conga.

Mazi let out a snort of disgust and watched the stranger come out of the bushes while Conga called to him. Cautiously the lion came out and behind him another carnivore, this time a wild dog. Conga did not need any more proof than that to know that Kijani had come home.

Kijani now had a full mane on his head, he still had that straggly look but he looked more mature and ready to do any kind of bidding. His face still bore the scars from the battle between the hyenas long ago, they did not look as bad as the last time she saw them but she could tell that it kept many at bay.

Hondo still looked exactly the same, except he was a little bigger and a little more muscular. He looked just as mature as Kijani as if he had helped him through many adventures.

"Hi Conga," Kijani said sheepishly.

"Let him go Mazi, I am sorry you had to spend so many hours keeping him at bay," said Conga.

"Yeah yeah, I guess now I have to wait for a big male to show up after I've had to deal with this heat," said Mazi. He had to make a big deal about being too hot to fight, just like Mazi.

"Well if you listened to me maybe you wouldn't have that problem," said Kijani with a growl.

Mazi only snorted and limped away with Kifaa who gave a quick nod goodbye before following him to the waterhole. Conga then landed on Kijani shoulder and gave him a big hug.

"Kijani I can't believe you came back, I thought you never would," said Conga.

"Heh I'll never forget my family, I know they miss me," said Kijani with a smile.

"Yeah I bet it's been boring since we left," said Hondo with a wag of his tail.

"Well we certainly haven't had any wars since you were gone," said Conga.

"Well that's good, and it sounds like mom and dad are still leading around here," said Kijani.

"Yup, then once the rains leave and the dry season begins again then your brother and his wife will take over," said Conga.

"Haidar fell in love? I never imagined," said Kijani with excitement and a slight giggle.

"And a kid too, he was born a few months ago," said Conga.

"How wonderful, he will be perfect for my new role," said Kijani.

"New role?" asked Conga a little confused.

"He will explain when he gets there, you won't believe what happened about two years ago when we were traveling," said Hondo.

"Well if it involves young ones with safety then you have three more to contend with," said Conga.

"Oh boy lots of questions then," said Kijani.

Conga arched her eyebrows like a quizzical youngster; Kijani sure seemed to have something up his sleeves. Hopefully it was nothing like his rowdy days as an adolescent.

"And I know what you are thinking Conga and don't worry its nothing terrible," said Kijani.

"Well that's good to know but of course something you didn't think was terrible actually was terrible," said Conga.

"Oh I've matured I'm not like that any more," said Kijani.

"Yeah I'm usually the one starting the games," said Hondo.

Conga stared at them for a moment; they did seem to be telling the truth. She guessed that she was just worried about past experiences that she would rather forget.

"But enough about us, how about you Conga, still with Kairu?" asked Kijani.

"Yes we are, he usually helps me patrol but he also has this thing he does with Mahiri now where they sing with other birds. It's really quite silly but it keeps the other birds busy," said Conga.

"Any kids yet?" asked Hondo.

Conga looked at him with a sheepish grin. "Heh Heh, sadly not, Kairu doesn't have that ability, and Jabir proved that. Luckily my brother Dinari fell in love and had a few kids, so far though they haven't shown any interest in the family business but he did get a new brood a few days ago so we'll see how that goes," she said.

"Sorry to hear that, what about grandma and grandpa?" asked Kijani obviously asking about Simba and Nala.

"Grandpa Simba is still alive and feisty as ever though we did loose Grandma Nala during the last rainy season. She went out to hunt during some very heavy rain and got sick; Jabir tried everything to help her but the great kings and queens called her. Simba was quite sad for many months, he tries to hide his sadness these days but we can still tell he misses her," said Conga with an air of sadness in her voice. It truly was a sad day; the rains had not ended yet when Nala became the grass so it felt that the kings were weeping for everyone, especially Simba. Simba gave the loveliest eulogy and ended up spending the rest of the evening with Jabir who gave him special medicines to help him sleep and not be as sad. It didn't seem to help much though.

Kijani lowered his head, grandma Nala was always so compassionate and kind, it was hard to imagine that she was no longer among the pride, well at least physically. No doubt left her presence known in the wind like many other lions of the past.

"What about Safiya and Hawla," he asked as he gave a longing look when he mentioned Hawla.

"Safiya is all grown up now, still curious as ever though, and Hawla well she is lead huntress of the Misty Pride and a very good one at that," said Conga.

"Is she queen?" asked Kijani.

"No but Itimu had a son who took over about a year and a half ago and so far he's done a great job. Itimu is still around he just retired," said Conga.

Kijani gave a longing sigh; Conga could tell he wanted to see her after all these years. Perhaps later when introductions were made once again. At the moment though they were reaching Pride Rock, and to Kijani it looked bigger than he remembered. For a moment all three gazed toward the promontory, to Conga it was just a home she had seen every day for many years but to Kijani it was a place where either he would be welcomed back or scorned for leaving and being known as the less mature twin. To Hondo it was a nice hangout and where many members often found it strange for a lion to be friends with a wild dog. But nature had its ways.

Conga flew ahead, ready to inform the pride of an old member returning. Kijani not too far behind, trotting forward like a show dog hoping to receive a blue ribbon for outstanding breed; or at least be considered decent enough.

It didn't take long for Conga to enter the mouth of the cave where the pride was now cooling off from the day's heat. Kiara and Kovu were in the back discussing plans for the days ahead with the rest of the pride, while the four cubs were near the entrance happily playing.

Conga made her presence known by flapping her wings against the ground causing the cubs to look up from what they were doing and for Kiara to stop in mid sentence.

"Yay Conga's home!" said Asha the leader of the triplets as she bounded forward ready to pounce like she always did when Conga returned from duties.

Conga was in no mood at the moment though and hovered above them with a small grin. Conga rarely ever did that but it made Kiara move forward with worry.

"Is something wrong Conga?" she asked. Kiara no longer looked as young as she once did, her orange fur had now faded a little and her eyes seemed deep and tired like she had been leading for too long. Kovu had even said this, of course Kiara was not too pleased with him, but she knew that they had been ruling for many years now and retiring sounded nice.

"Oh no your majesty, just an old family member returning to see you," said Conga.

"An old family member?" asked Kovu with a questioning look.

Wasting no time Conga began the introductions. "May I present, Prince Kijani and Master Hondo."

Everyone looked up as two familiar, yet older faces, entered the cave. Kijani stopped halfway and looked nervously at his old pride who was now staring at him with astonishment; no one said anything until Kiara moved forward and stared hard into Kijani's soft green eyes that seemed to tell he wanted a second chance. Then she moved down to the face where his old scars stood, not as prominent as when he first got them but they were there clear as day.

"Jani, it's been a long time my son," said Kiara who then began to nuzzle him.

Kijani returned the gesture and looked over at Kovu who was now smiling; the first time he had seen his father do so in a long time.

"I've missed you my son," said Kovu.

"And I you," said Kijani with a nod.

"Brother, you must tell us where you have been," said Haidar as he moved forward with his mate Azmera in tow.

Haidar now had a full mane like his brother, only more clean. He looked quite strong, as if he could take on any challengers that could threaten the pride. He was perfect for the role of king. Azmera was a lovely lioness, light brown with cream colored underbelly. Her face showed great responsibility and love to her mate and pride she had come to know. She seemed like the perfect love for Haidar.

"Oh I've been around, for the first three years though all I did was wander with Hondo, searching for adventure and learning new things," said Kijani.

"And did the adventures change you?" asked Simba. For the first time Kijani saw his grandfather, older than before, his mane no longer holding that handsome luster, some parts of it had grayed and his face looked wrinkled and tired, yet he seemed willing to listen to Kijani explain what had been going on.

"No, in fact I was actually thinking of heading home one day with Hondo, nothing had been happening and we both felt that wandering wasn't our style any more. That was when we both ran into a very old lion named Rasul. He was no longer the hunter he once was and the ribs on his side proved it, as an act of kindness Hondo and I went out hunted for him. That night he asked me how I received my scars, I told him and for the longest time he only stared at me before finally responding by telling me he had been searching for the "scarred warrior" to take his place. I asked him what I would take over and he said I would become a storyteller to any one I had met. And so for two years I spent his last days with him, hearing stories that had been passed down to him through generations of other lions until all of them were told. He died only a week after he told them all to me. For two more years I traveled with Hondo running into other creatures who somehow knew I could tell a story to them. Many were quite awed by my unique gift and others would not stop asking me questions, some even left me stumped. But in all that time, I never forgot you guys and when I finally saw the pride lands again I could not wait to tell you all my tales to share during the long evenings or during heavy rains."

Everyone stared at Kijani, surprised by what they had found out who he now was. No one spoke and at first Kijani thought he was to be cast out of the pride for even returning to claim who he was, until Jelani moved forward.

He was a little darker than his father with black paws, to many he looked like he would become the next Scar but as Haidar and Azmera knew he did not have a heart like that, but one filled with affection and love.

"I want to know how stories were created," he said with a curious voice.

Kijani smiled, this was the answer he was waiting for.

"All in good time my son, but first I believe a hunt is in order," said Haidar.

Haidar turned to Kiara and Kovu. Both smiling with pride, their son was home and the cubs had someone to talk to. A celebration hunt was definitely in order.

A/N: And that's my chapter for now, yeah it sucked I know but I'll make up for that with the stories Kijani tells. Also I will probably only update this story twice a month since I have school, I like to draw Simpson's, and I'm working on another story called Blaze, the first ten chapters are over at Deviant Art so if you want to read it, feel free to come on over. And like I said before, if you have any ideas for short stories feel free to share them with me, I will give you credit as the one that helped me out and stuff. Also if I you find me suddenly writing a different story on this site, don't worry I just had a new idea that I wanted to do, I did not abandon the story. Also I have no idea how many chapters I will end up with, so this might take a while. And here are the meanings in the characters names including the ones you have met before, in case you forgot.

Kijani: Warrior

Haidar: Strong and stout (actually pronounced HAH-ee-dah, I didn't realize that until searching for names for this story)

Jabir: Restorer

Safiya: Pure

Hawla: Graceful Antelope

Itimu: spear

Azmera: Harvest (named after one of the giraffes I work with, the 36th and last to be sired by Laikipia who died on June 20th of last year. Azmera was born July 24th, she is such a cutie)

Jelani: Mighty One

Uzuri: Beauty
Asha: Life

Kali: Energetic

Naima: Graceful

Kifaa: Useful

Mazi: Sir

Rasul: Messenger

Well see you all around and don't forget to review.