A/N: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... School has kept me so busy this semester, I've had hardly any time on here. Luckily, the semester is almost over, so updates will be much more frequent starting next month. That's all I have for now, you may continue.
Chapter Two: Simba's "Brother"
"Uuuugh..." Tojo groaned as he and Malka walked with Malka's dad. "Why did you drag me along anyway?"
"Look," Malka said, "I'm not going to this place on my own. I won't know anybody; having you gives me an advantage. Makes me look better."
"So... You're using me?" Tojo asked.
"Yep," Malka replied. "Besides, your mother said you were allowed to come if you wanted."
"But you forced me to c-"
"Shut up," Malka interrupted. "That's not the point."
Tojo just rolled his eyes and continued walking. If Malka wasn't his only friend, he wouldn't even hang out with him, but Tojo seemed to be one of the few things Malka at least cared about... even if it was just a little.
"So, dad," Malka said, "how long do I have to stay at this place?"
"Until you learn a little respect," his father said. "King Mufasa should be able to teach it to you. He's one of the greatest kings there's ever been."
"Yeah, whatever..." Malka said under his breath. I'm gonna hate this place... Ugh, I can already feel it...
It was now late in the afternoon. Malka, his father, and Tojo were now approaching the border of the Pride Lands. Not far off, they saw Mufasa standing at the border, awaiting their arrival.
"There he is," Malka's father said. "Now, remember what I told you, son. You are to be on your best behavior for Mufasa, and if you're not... Well, you'll learn to be. That's all I'll say."
As the trio crossed the border, they were greeted by Mufasa.
"Ah, King Tabia, long time, no see," Mufasa said as he welcomed the king. He then looked down at the two cubs. "Oh, you have two?"
"Oh, no," Tabia said. "The one with the black tufts on his head and ears is my son. The other is his friend, Tojo, who came with him so it would be more comfortable. I hope it's not any trouble."
"Not at all," Mufasa smiled. "I can take them from here, I'm sure they'll be welcomed by the other cubs."
"Malka," his father said as he turned around. "Good luck."
With that, Tabia began walking back home.
"Well, we should go get you two acquainted with the other cubs," Mufasa said. "Malka, you and I will discuss your stay later tonight. Let's go."
"So, where was it your dad went exactly?" Nala asked Simba.
"I'm not entirely sure," Simba replied. "He said something about a favor for an old friend, but he wasn't specific."
As all the cubs continued to talk among themselves, Malka and Tojo walked out of the tall grass, followed by Mufasa.
"Well, here they are," Mufasa said.
"Who are they, Dad?" Simba asked as he walked over to the two cubs.
"Simba, this is-"
"Prince Malka," Malka cut off Mufasa, "and this is my feeble friend, Tojo."
"Yes," Mufasa said. "I've been asked to watch over Malka for awhile."
"Looks like we'll be kinda like brothers for a bit, eh, Simba?" Malka smiled.
"Uh, yeah... I suppose so," Simba said questioningly.
"Well, Zazu said I needed to go deal with a pesky group of antelope today," Mufasa said "so I'll leave you kids be."
With that, Mufasa turned and left the water hole, leaving Malka and Tojo with the group.
"So, Malka," Simba said, "what pride do you li-"
"Okay, quit the friendly talk, doofus," Malka suddenly lashed out, "I'm not here to make friends, okay? I was forced to come here because my father thought it would be 'good for me.' Now as long as I'm here, I'm in charge, got it?"
Simba clenched his teeth. "Okay, I don't know who you think you are, but you can't just walk in here and put yourself in charge!"
"Yeah," Nala agreed, "I can already tell that you're nothing but a jerk."
"Oh, hey there," Malka said as he walked over to Nala and put a paw under her chin, "I can tell your feisty, how about you and I get together later, hmmm?"
"Hey!" Simba and Haiba said at the same time, "she's mine!" The two looked at each other for a moment before turning their attention back to Malka.
"Back off, creep!" Nala exclaimed as she moved back towards Simba.
"Heh, alright... But you don't know what you're missin'," Malka winked at her before examining the rest of the group. His eyes locked on two cubs in the back, they seemed to have not have noticed he was there, as they were sitting at the water's edge. It was Mheetu and Tora.
"Hey, you. The hot girl," Malka called out as he walked over to them.
"Excuse me?" Tora said as she and Mheetu turned around.
"What? Can't a pretty girl accept a compliment? In fact, you're much prettier than the Princess I just met over there," Malka picked up her paw and kissed it. Tora blushed under her fur. This caused Mheetu to let out a low growl.
"What?" Malka asked. "She yours? Alright, I'll back off..." As Malka turned around, he whispered one more thing quietly. "For now..."
"How can you even be near someone like him?" Tama asked Tojo while Malka was busy talking to Mheetu and Tora.
"Look, sure he isn't the nicest guy," Tojo said, "but if I wasn't his friend, he'd be worse. trust me, I'm nothing like him."
"Still, someone constantly verbally abusing you and berating you? Just awful..." Tama sighed.
"Yeah, well, ya get used to it... Oh, here he comes," Tojo said, silencing himself.
"Well, Tojo," Malka said, "looks like it'll be good here."
He looked back at Tora.
"Real good."
"Look," Simba said, "if you just leave us all alone, then we won't have any problems. Alright?"
"How about I do what I want, and you quit telling me what to do? Alright?" Malka said calmly. "This is my home as much as it is yours now... Come on, Tojo. The king will be wanting to speak with me."
Simba growled as Malka and Tojo walked away. "I don't trust that slimeball... He'll cause an issue of some sort, you'll see."
"Well, at least Tojo is kinda sweet and cute," Nala said, "ya know, in a dorky kind of way."
As Malka made his way back to Pride Rock, he couldn't help but think about Tora. She was pretty. Definitely prettier than any cub in his pride. In fact, all of the girls in the Pride Lands were, at least the ones he saw at the water hole. However, there was something about Tora. She was cute, sure, but there was a sense of toughness about her... Even if something did seem off, and whatever it was showed some weakness in her, just what he needed to make her his.
Malka chuckled, "Heh... I think it's gonna be great here, Tojo... Just great."
A/N: Aaaaand... He's even more of a jerk... But Nala's right, at least Tojo is nice...