There was a lot Kion didn't know of. There was a lot he did know of. He knew his father preferred his sister over him, he knew his mother spent more time with Kiara than she did with himself. For all the facts he knew, he never knew the reasoning behind them. In a way, he was equal on what he knew and what he didn't know about himself and the pride.

In a way, there was a huge missing information Kion deeply wanted to know about. The main one was how only Kiara could see and speak to him. He had figured the others just didn't want anything to do with him while Kiara wanted everything with him. They had a bond which couldn't be broken with simple words or actions. It would take a lot to break it.

Or so he hoped.

Whenever walking around with Kiara happened, so many more lions would come out to play with them, but only Kion could see them this time around. They spoke about who could see them and who couldn't, and it was just the way they were made and such. He was told they were a special kind of lion, a kind that were able to be seen into the world of spirits and only few had the heart to see them.

So maybe Kiara was one of those few hearted lions that could see them. Only she never saw anyone else besides Kion that was, so he figured she didn't want to see anyone but him. He was happy and her heart was beating. They were alike in many ways, only she could be seen. And he never tell, but it hurt him deeply when others saw right through him.

Like he wasn't wanted during their pride while Simba and Nala ruled.

At first he thought of it as a joke, and they would play with him later, but when that never came, he began realizing how just parents could be. Then it was all explained to him. They just couldn't see him like Kiara could and he was okay.

He had managed to keep his sister from getting into trouble when she wanted to go to the Outlands, and when she was with her friends, he did it all. Yet, she took the credit around their parents and then gave it all to him when alone. Her heart always beat when she did that. Then, they played to no end, making sure no one was around when they did so.

After all, she could be label as crazy for just looking at air and talking to herself every moment in her life.

One day when he was sleeping, Kiara had left without him and ran right to the Outlands, meeting a cub named Kovu, almost getting eaten and making it out alive. Playing with the cub for a few moments before her father and Kovu's mother came along to grab their respective cubs.

Needless to say Kion was beyond mad when he had found out and had wished Kiara took him with her, but she mumbled how he would just make her stay in the Pridelands, and Simba took it as her saying she wished she never went into the Outlands.

Everyone made mistakes.

"I want you to stay in Pride Rock for a few days," Simba said. "Just to make sure the Outlands don't do anything that could harm us."

"Okay, daddy."

The few days went by fast and it wasn't Kion who Kiara was playing with anymore. It was more Simba, Tiifu, and Zuri rather than him. His ears would flatten and she would feel her heart twist. She would always give a glance over her shoulder to see him sitting down looking sad.

It didn't do much.

Instead of being a month old, they were about three months old. Both had grown, Kion still remained see through but grew more handsome if he were alive. Kiara grew more beautiful for a cub her age, as did her friends.

She swore she felt Kion happy when he was looking at Tiifu.

When news about Nala's pregnancy came around, Kiara was truly happy as was her friends. They started to picture another girl around. They pictured her having Nala's eyes, a creamy-golden fur, and even a red tail tuff. That's when Kiara felt her heart twist.

Kion was sadden that they didn't think it would be a boy, so Kiara spoke about it being a boy in the group. Much like how the girl looked like but with mane tuff. A brown mane tuff. Brown or red, give or take.

"But don't you want it to be a girl?" Zuri whined. "A girl would be much better than a boy!"

"Didn't you have a brother?" Tiifu asked Kiara. "My mother said your parents had a son when you were born."

Both Kiara and Kion's ears pearked.

"...Maybe," Kiara guessed, lying and Kion understood. It was the only way to keep them from thinking Kiara was crazy. "If they did, I don't see him. In fact, he's never around, which gets me confused."

Zuri licked her paw. "So, go and ask them about him."

"Not a good idea," Tiifu explained. Recalling what her mother said. "Mom said King Simba had forbidden speaking about his son. Something about a terrible fate which fell on the young prince. He would've been future king."

"He... He was the eldest?" Kiara stuttered. She always thought she was the oldest.

"No, but he was a boy, and he would've been king either way." Zuri rolled her eyes. "Something about Great King Mohatu's law. But if the first born is a girl, not a boy, then she would become future queen. If two are born and there's a boy, he's future king."

"Two boys?"

"Then the parents watch until they decide which one is the better choice of king."

Kion shifted on his paws. If his parents could see him, then he would've been king! He could've been the future king of his father's land! But Kiara was the heir and there was no way he could disrespect his sister. This was her land.

On the walk back to the Rock, Kiara would always steal glances at Kion before saying how he would've been king if their parents could see him. Kion kept quiet while Kiara went on about how lucky he was. Not having to deal with stress.

he had gently reminded her he would always be with her.

"Remember?" He said. "Our promise. We'll always be together, to the end of our days. I'm going to help you out with anything you need."

"But that doesn't mean you get to be king. It's your birthright." Kiara spat out.

Kion shook his head. "No, that's YOUR birthright, sis. Not mine. You're going to be the better queen out of all of us."

"All?"

"You, me, and our unborn sibling," Kion smiled. Kiara could tell it was a little forced. "Either it be a boy or girl, you're going to be the better heir."

"Doesn't that make us seem a bit... mean?"

"History won't repeat itself."

In the end, she took his word for it.

During the night, Kiara kept her eyes on Kion. He was sleeping peacefully right beside her. A paw over his muzzle and he held an expression that could be taken for one of pain and suffering. She better. Maybe this was just one of those dreams where he was being ignored by all.

To help him, she placed her head on his back. To others it looked like she was sleeping with her paws underneath her head.

A small smile appeared on Kion's face.