Simba's Curiosity

"So…you're a hu-ew-man?" Sora smiled warmly as Simba, still trying not to stare at his mostly-exposed body. It was a bit distracting, to say the least, that Simba was so good-looking as a human. Not that Sora was attracted to him or anything like that. It was just…well, he could recognize a nice body when he saw one. All those years spent with Riku had taught him how. Luckily, though, Goofy had found him an extra sheet to hide some of his nakedness.

"Human, Simba. Human." Simba frowned, a slight crease forming between his eyebrows. He stared at his hands, big long-fingered, masculine hands that must have surpassed Sora's in size by at least an inch in every direction. Paws, really. Sora bit his lip so as not to burst out laughing.

"And I'm a hu…h-human now too?" Sora nodded as Simba's keen eyes carefully weighed his expression. He had learned that the lion king seemed to judge people (well, lions, up until this point) heavily on the things he saw in their faces. He was also very good at telling when someone lied to him, though he didn't always call them out on it. It was one of the things Sora liked about him.

"Isn't there a way for me to go back?" Sora frowned and bit his lip.

"Well, there is…but-"

"But?"

"Well, people will freak out if they see a lion walking down the street. You could get hurt. It's a lot easier if you stay like this for now." Simba sighed, but nodded.

"You're right, but…this is so weird." Sora wrinkled his nose good-naturedly, picking at a slightly loose piece of gummi on the floor of the ship where they were sitting.

"I know what you mean. I know it's weird making the transition for me, and I was born human. I can only imagine how odd this all must seem for you." Simba leaned back to stare at the ceiling, frown still in place.

"It is. I mean…it's not just senses. Duller vision, fine. Virtually no sense of smell, disconcerting, but okay. Hearing isn't all that bad, either. But the whole walk-on-two-legs thing…it's just nuts." Sora nodded sympathetically.

"We're almost there!" Donald announced, making the other passengers jump slightly. It'd been rather quiet in the gummi ship since Simba's exclamation, and to have the silence broken made them all a bit antsy. Sora glanced at Simba as he stood up, biting his lip.

"We'll have to get you some clothes once we reach the island. You can't exactly walk around naked." Simba's frown deepened.

"Why?" Sora blinked a few times, face slightly pink.

"Uh…because people will freak out."

"How come? Don't humans ever take their 'clothes' off?" Sora laughed nervously, not quite meeting Simba's eyes.

"Yeah, but not in front of other people. It makes them uncomfortable." Simba rolled his eyes as the gummi ship started to descend. After a few long, tense minutes of silence and scrambling to find a handhold, the ship leveled out again and touched down with a loud bu-duh-ump.

"Will you two be alright to make it back to your house, Sora?" Sora nodded at Goofy as he helped Simba to his feet. Standing at his full height, the redhead must have been at least six foot, easily dwarfing Sora by six inches. Not to mention the twenty pound weight difference. Still, Sora managed to help him up while Simba leaned on him slightly, trying to get the hang of walking upright.

Sora managed to help Simba out of the ship and onto the fine sand of the beach without falling over from the extra weight. The pair turned and waved as the gummi ship took off again, heading out of sight into the dark sky. Then Sora began the long and laborious process of getting Simba to Kairi's house, which was closest. Luckily, it was very early in the morning and no souls seemed to brave the streets. One oddball jogger gave them very incredulous looks, but Sora just smiled and waved at the woman until she turned away from them, speeding up noticeably. Simba appeared to be getting the hang of walking, and by the time Kairi's house was in sight, he only needed the slightest of help from Sora.

The two of them stopped in front of Kairi's front door as Sora debated over what to tell her. What in the world would he say, "Hi, this is Simba, he's really a four-hundred pound lion and we need a pair of pants for him?" Yeah, that wouldn't blow over so well. Deciding to just wing it, he raised his hand and pounded on the door. A crash was heard from inside, followed by a loud thump and what sounded like a curse. Then footsteps padding down the hallway, a chain lock being undone, and the door opened. Kairi stared at Sora sleepily, hair mussed and in her pajamas. Then she looked over Simba, her eyes widening. Simba at least had the guts to smile, while Sora just stood there with the inner brainwaves of a jellyfish. Kairi frowned at him, and he mentally braced himself for the barrage to come. What came instead was:

"Sora, how many times have I told you that if you're going to bring sexy naked men to my house, you at least give me some forewarning? Sheesh, I didn't even have time to brush my hair." Sora gaped at her, but Simba's shaking jerked him out of his stupidity.

"Simba, are you-" Simba waved a hand at him, a derisive snort making Sora blink.

"Oh, I like her, Sora, she's funny." Kairi smiled widely, and all Sora could do was roll his eyes. Oh, this was going to be so interesting.

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"So, let me get this straight: You're a lion." Simba nodded, Kairi frowned, and Sora watched anxiously.

"And a stray spell…made you like this?" She gestured at his body, and Simba nodded again. Kairi chewed her lip as the silence drew out. Sora was about to bust a gut from the tension this was causing him, until Kairi clapped her hands and smiled.

"Well, I don't see a problem with that! Just so long as my parents don't find out!" Sora sighed and fell back on the couch in relief. One problem down, one very naked problem to go.

"Kairi, do you have an extra pair of clothes or something…?" She nodded and skipped up the stairs, leaving the two boys alone. Outside, the dawn was just beginning to break over the horizon, and Sora gazed out the window as a state of lethargy settled over him. Could he even remember the last time he'd slept? Psht, no. He yawned loudly as Simba took a seat next to him, clutching at the sheet around his waist nervously.

"Hey, Sora?" Sora raised an eyebrow at the anxious tone in Simba's voice. It wasn't often one heard that sort of tone in his voice.

"Yeah?" Simba frowned, then looked Sora dead in the eye, face completely serious.

"Is Kairi your mate?" Sora choked on the air in his lungs, coughing and spluttering. He beat himself in the chest until the coughing fit passed, and he blinked away the tears of pain in his eyes.

"Holy crap, no! That's like, really disgusting," Sora rasped. Simba blinked, then laughed.

"How is it disgusting? She's female." Sora blushed, rubbing his throat absently. No way was he going to tell Simba, this noble, beautiful beast, that he didn't exactly swing that way. Or that he thought Simba was totally sex on legs. So he pulled up his most well-worn excuse concerning his best friend.

"I've known her practically since we were born. I was there the first time she picked her nose and when she first ate a worm. And there was that time she danced down the street naked and covered in mud, I won't ever forget that. So like…I just know too much about her to really like her that way." Simba nodded, a small smile on his face. Kairi chose that moment to stroll down the stairs, a pair of gigantic jeans and a big t-shirt slung over her arm and a slight frown on her face. Sora noted that her hair was combed this time and her face looked slightly damp, which made him smirk behind his hand.

"These are all I could find for now…I hope they fit." Simba stood, only the tiniest bit uncertain in the knees, and accepted the clothes from Kairi, examining them curiously.

"Um…how do I…er…?" Kairi snickered and pointed at Sora.

"He'll help you out. I'll go make breakfast." And with that, Kairi flounced out of the living room and into the kitchen. Sora made a face behind her back, which made Simba smile.

"Are you two always like this?" Sora nodded happily while directing Simba to put his arms in the air without dropping the sheet from around his waist. It was tricky business, but soon they had the t-shirt over Simba's head and his arms in the right holes without too much fuss. Luckily, the shirt was huge and fell well past the lion's hips. No extreme expose was good.

"You guys remind me of Nala and I when we were growing up. She always beat me at everything, though." Sora smiled, although the mention of Nala made him want to grimace. He didn't have anything against the lioness, she was just so…well, he didn't even know what to call it. She was so feminine and yet assertive. She could obviously push Simba around, but she chose not to. It was weird, and went against everything Sora knew about girls.

"Yeah, Kairi's a handful. Now sit down and put your legs through- not both in the same hole!" Simba laughed while Sora tried to help him get the pants on properly. After a bunch of arguing over the fact that yes, there is a hole for each leg, Sora had gotten the pants on up to Simba's knees and Simba managed to pull them the rest of the way up without falling over. Sora showed him how the zipper and button worked, and then Simba had pants and Sora's hands were far away from Simba's crotch. Hallelujah.

"Breakfast!" Kairi called. Both boys sighed and filed into the kitchen. Hopefully, Kairi had made something edible.

AN: Tada! Second chappie. This is like, miracle speed for me, but I really like this story. It's sort of hard to write though, because usually I have every singel conversation and action planned before I write it, and I didn't do that this time. The flow gets all messed up as a result. Anyways, next time there will hopefully be some fun conversations with Kairi /wink wink, nudge nudge/. REVIEW OR SCAR WILL STEAL YOUR SOUL!!!