Disclaimer: This is just a cute little fluff none of the lion king characters are mine

Awooooooo! Well I thought I'd do one of my ever loved one shots. I got the idea for this when reading star gazers thoughts. It's what if Mufasa had left Nala and Simba alone after the elephant graveyard, a spark of romance and hidden love for one another to be revealed. The gorge won't happen, because you know I hate that part of Simba and Nala getting separated. Enjoy, and NO this is a one shot I'm not lengthening this one, The Howling was hell I think ill round it off with the end chapter.

My one

Simba's POV

My dad headed back to pride rock leaving me with the shame and guilt festering in the pit of my stomach. I had endangered my life and I had endangered Nala's life. And for what?

Why did I do it? I promised uncle Scar I wouldn't go there. Casting my mind back I remembered rounding the corner to wrestle with Nala, but I wanted to impress her. Maybe if I showed her I could be brave then I would impress her more.

It made sense but I nearly got her killed or hurt.

I looked at Nala who glanced at me worriedly.

"I thought you were very brave" her sweet words were matched only by her sweet voice.

Her voice that made me want to squeal with delight every time I heard it.

I stared at her my throat tightening harshly at the thought that I almost got the sweet loving girl before me hurt. It almost broke my heart to think that despite how much I had a crush on her, I failed miserably to tell her. I couldn't she was so beautiful.

From the smooth round playful face that held such excitement, to her serious sensitive eyes. The eyes that when she laughed lit up like magnesium to flame. Her whole face exploded into life when she smiled. Who could resist her amazing charms?

Sometimes I wondered why it was she hung around with me, she could have any boy she wanted lining up to have her use him as a chair. But she was different from other girls.

Aside from breathtaking beauty and her captivating eyes behind which lie her wonderful personality. Nala's goodness filled me up, made me warm. It's what gave me the courage to race to her aid when the hyena wanted to eat her. I couldn't lose her; my life wouldn't be worth living.

When Zazu had told us that we were to be married I couldn't help myself. I had to cover my tracks or it would show that I wanted to cry with joy. Although I dare not admit it, whenever she pinned me to the ground her soft paws make me feel hot and comfortable, whenever she touched me I felt as though electric caused through my veins not blood and alit me enough to want to sing.

I remember watching her sleep once and wishing with all my soul that I could creep over and just once nuzzle her with all the care I bundle up for her. I never knew how to speak when she smiled at me so I did something to make her laugh, just to hear her musical laugh.

But I knew that the more I fell for her the more nervous I got, she would fall for the confident boy and though I act it all the time. I am timid; I'm terrified of losing her. My best friend, my crush, my love, my Nala. She was my reason to live and in a world of two hearts of love, she was my one. The one that kept me together when I needed her and the one I would happily die for. I loved Nala and always would do. Beautiful, sensible and flawless.

My perfectly Nala.

Awooooooo! I couldn't put down what I wanted to I had tears in my eyes dear readers. Please review this one it had me in pieces thinking of how much love I could have put in but lacked the ability to hold it together. Yes dear readers I believe I have fallen for someone but I doubt I'll get her; I'm just not good looking enough

Night my sweet readers until next time Awoooooooo!