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Bit gutted bout the lack of reviews Thanks to those who have reviewed stopped my heart breaking well chappy 4 is up and going, another long one. If only love was really as easy as it seems in these stories Well takes more than that to stop the Lone Wolf from Yorkshire! Well lads and lasses enjoy and REVIEW Please god review!
Throughout the Years
Chapter 4: Lost and Warmth
Simba raced with Nala to a small rock on the savannah. Once again Nala won and with a smug expression turned to her best friend. She wanted dearly to tell him he looked cute today but couldn't pluck up the courage. I mean just because I think he's cute doesn't mean I like him right? Simba seemed to notice Nala's lost expression because he leaned in closer to her trying to look into her eyes. Whenever she lied or something was wrong and she didn't want to tell him, her eyes unfocused. Something he noticed about her after knowing her for most of his life. Nala was still out of it her eyes unfocused and she seemed to be staring straight through him. Simba moved his head closer and watched amused as her pupils focused on him.
Nala was raging an internal battle once more.
Just tell him!
Tell him what?
You know what you want to tell him
No I don't what should I tell him?
That he's cute!
But that would be weird we're friends!
Simba's chocolate eyes appeared in front of her vision causing Nala to pay attention to what was going on. Her eyes registered that Simba was almost nose to nose with her, she blushed deeply and tried to fight it back failing miserably. Nala's mouth had suddenly gone very dry and she seemed to have forgotten how to breathe.
Simba grew increasingly concerned for Nala she zoned out and now she had turned a deep shade of blood red. Was she ill?
Simba put his paw on her back and shook her gently.
"Hey Nala are you ok?" he asked worried out of his mind. Nala's face exploded in colour at his touch and she nodded frantically.
A crack of lightening rang through the sky and the heavens opened to suddenly pour rain onto the land. Sarabi and Sarafina sat up abruptly searching for their cubs, the rain made it very difficult to see. After a few minutes Sarabi called out for Simba and Nala. There was no response; Sarafina screamed out Nala's name in desperation, again she was greeted with silence. After several minutes of searching frantically the two lionesses staggered towards Pride Rock they needed to find Mufasa, their cubs were lost in the monsoon.
Nala felt a sudden change in the air; it had gotten colder, but moister. This was a few seconds before a torrential rain pounded onto her back and turned the dirt she and Simba were playing in to mud. The mud came up to her elbows causing both cubs to leap to one side and look around for their parents desperately. They couldn't see them anywhere. The rain fell harder and faster, this was not good. Simba stood close to Nala's side and thought hard, they couldn't find their mothers in this weather not without sustaining serious injuries. No they had to find shelter, but where?
Simba squinted around trying to find a suitable place as his fur became more and more soaked through. Nala shivered beside him the cold pressing hard on her lungs; Simba spotted a small den in one of the rocks. He led Nala towards it battling the storm with all his might. Nala sank slightly in the quickly worsening mud and fought to stay by Simba's side.
Finally he pushed her under the rock and clambered in awkwardly, both cubs were awfully squashed in the tiny space offered. Nala shivered uncontrollably she had never felt so cold in her life; it was like the icy air was inside her body freezing her organs. If the rains didn't drown her then the cold would kill her. Simba seemed to share the same thought and moved as close as he could to her, she continued to shiver rapidly. Simba worried more and clambered on top of her covering Nala with his body and arms. The sudden warmth Nala felt was unnerving but what was more unnerving was the feeling in her stomach when Simba climbed on top of her leaving only her face exposed to the elements, her face which was heated up from the contact of Simba. Simba noticed the sudden surge of colour in Nala's cheeks and began to think. Did she like him? No she can't do she's his best friend it'd be weird! But did he like her? Now that was a question he really couldn't answer he was stunned silent before the heat in his face rose and his heart rate quickened.
Nala felt a thumping on the small of her back, it took her a while to work out it was Simba's heart. His heart was beating faster and faster flushing his face. Not that she could see his face as his head was resting on hers. But his heart was defiantly in overdrive now, it was beating like crazy and Nala couldn't help but wonder if she was the cause of this.
Did this mean that he liked her? But if he did how did she feel about him? No stop it Nala you know he likes the pretty girls you're not pretty otherwise the other lionesses would like you and the boys wouldn't pick on you. Nala thought back to that morning before she left to find Simba one of the lionesses paced around her in the den. Nala daren't move from fear of what happened the last time. She had asked strange questions that Nala couldn't answer, things like "Don't you think Simba's kinda cute?" Nala had replied by opening and shutting her mouth making a strangled yelping sound.
"So Nala do you think he's pretty good looking?" Nala had blushed vividly before deciding that no harm could come from telling the truth.
"Well h...he is kinda cute" she had mumbled fidgeting with her tail. The lioness had looked pleased with herself and pressed on.
"I think he likes me cos I'm pretty, bet he doesn't want you for a girlfriend your so ugly. I mean come on girl creamy tan? Who has that colour fur anymore?" the words had hurt, she couldn't change the colour of her fur any more than she could change where she was born. But the painful thing was she had said that Nala was ugly and that Simba liked her. She didn't quite know why she felt so insanely jealous of the lioness.
Nala was brought back to the present with a thunderous bump as she opened her eyes and breather what she felt.
"Oh my god I have a crush on Simba!" Remembering where she was and who she was with Nala span her head around wanting to explain, she found Simba still laying close beside her fast asleep. Nala thought to herself. She had been thinking for hours without realising it and fell asleep in Simba's embrace. She looked at his face closer, the golden serenity on his expression, closer, the pink wetness of his cute nose, closer, the rugged bends in his whiskers, closer the broad cheek bones that glinted a certain mischief, closer, the darkness of his eyelids as they held the chocolate coloured eyes that held so much fun and kindness, just out of Nala's reach. Nala stopped she was almost nose to nose with him; she breathed silently a yearning to show him how she felt. The warmth of his eyes to burn into her once more the feel of her heart as it melted and dribbled to her feet. Simba opened his eyes slowly whilst Nala was still lost in thought. He seemed slightly startled but didn't move and gazed silently at her unfocused pupils.
"Hi" he whispered making Nala leap into the air and blush bright red before she turned her face to look out of the opening to their little nest. The rain had stopped now and the sky had cleared casting moonlight onto the savannah. Simba stared at the back of her head and caught Nala glancing at him now and again, when she realised he was looking she quickly looked away clearly embarrassed. Simba glanced away to give her a break and smiled to himself although he wasn't quite sure why.
Nala on the other hand had finally gotten around to noticing she had a huge crush on her best friend. Something she was not prepared for, so this is what her mother had meant by the two of them getting close. It wasn't fair why she couldn't be the pretty cub for once, why couldn't he like her in that way. It wasn't fair the more she realised just how much Simba meant to her the more her heart ached. Tears filled Nala's eyes causing Simba to worry greatly.
"Are you ok Nala?" she looked into his chocolate eyes and made a strange gurgling sound.
"Nala?" Simba was beginning to really worry now something wasn't right with Nala, he promised himself he would protect her he couldn't let her come to any harm.
"Simba I err I like you" she stammered blushing. Simba remained oblivious to the meaning of these words.
"I like you to Nala we're friends aren't we? We wouldn't be friends if I didn't like you" he smiled. Nala blushed deeper; she had to be more open.
"Err I mean I um like you a lot" she stammered worse than before.
"Well we are best friends" Simba proclaimed stupidly
Nala turned red, how could he not get his tiny brain around this ludicrously simple prospect that Nala fancied everything about him.
"Simba I really really like you" she tried again losing confidence every time the tears of fear threatening to spill.
Simba cocked his head confused, "I don't understand"
Nala was the colour of a sunset by now and the more she had to repeat herself to him the more embarrassed she felt.
"Simba I like you like more than just a friend, I think your cute and I have a c… crush on you" she mumbled shyly, the wall behind Simba began to look very interesting to Nala.
Simba remained silent not quite sure how to respond.
"Erm well I don't really know what to say" Simba stated bluntly and truthfully though the redness set into his cheeks. After a few moments of awkward silence the two decided to head back to Pride Rock, they hadn't gone far when their parents found them. Relief washed over the two parties but Simba's mind never strayed from the look on Nala's face as she confessed one of her deepest secrets to him. She had looked so cute it hurt his eyes almost but he was afraid to admit that. The party of five soon returned to Pride Rock where all eyes turned on Nala. Phoebe sat in the centre of the den a smug smile on her face as though she had just spilled a deep secret. Nala didn't have to be a genius to work out who was the subject of their big joke. Nala felt slightly relieved they didn't know any of her deepest secrets; if they did she would never hear the last of ….
"So Nala we hear your latest romantic attraction is a rather Princy catch" one of the lionesses joked meanly, another pitched forward.
"Yeah it's a really royal mystery to unravel" Nala's ears flattened she knew what that meant.
They knew. They knew she liked Simba. That was it they would pick on her mercilessly till the day she died.
Nala stood tall as though this didn't bother her in the slightest but her insides churned nastily. Phoebe swaggered over to Simba who had been left standing with Nala gob smacked that they had found out so fast.
"So Simba who do you thinks prettier me or Nala" she spat Nala's name as though it was a disgusting profanity. Nala flattered her ears to her skull but she could still feel the pain in her chest building. Simba saw the agony Nala was going through, he didn't know how to respond; on the one hand he could say Phoebe and become the most popular lion in the den with a very pretty girlfriend. Or he could stick by a lioness who he didn't know what his feelings were for. Fear grasped Simba and he blurted out what his heart yearned to say.
"Phoebe you're prettier by far!" Nala let a tear fall from her eye as she fought to control the sobbing that threatened to overwhelm her. She was such a fool to tell him she liked him she was going to pay for this now. As Phoebe opened her mouth to insult Nala cruelly Simba cut her off.
"Your prettier because Nala isn't pretty she beautiful" Phoebes smile was replaced by shock. Nala turned to him her eyes shining not quite sure she heard what she thought she heard. Simba padded over to her pressing his nose against hers.
"I've just been too stupid to realise that, Nala your incredible!" Nala continued to gape her mouth wide open.
He looked into her eyes that hung wet like sapphire orbs and spoke once more.
"Nala you have really stunning eyes and you have a sparkling personality. You're beautiful and so sweet and caring; I really like you so much! I really like you too." He confessed leaving a breathless Nala to fight with her legs that seemed to want to give up on holding her upright. Phoebe scoffed and laughed trying one last desperate attempt at hurting Nala.
"Good joke Simba you really had her going then" Simba retaliated to her remark by catching Nala unawares with a kiss. He pressed his lips against hers and closed his eyes; Nala purred slightly completely losing herself. Finally the kiss abruptly ended with Nala collapsing on the ground her legs now useless and irresponsive a goofy grin locked on her face. She had just received her first kiss and she was pretty sure that Simba was the most incredible boy she had ever met. He was cute, funny and so romantic to her. And he did it with such confidence, well that was of course until his brain caught up with hi racing heart and he flushed red faster than traffic lights. He stammered and joined Nala on the floor. A silence hung in the air as Simba and Nala gazed at each other with caring.
