Chapter 10: Adulthood plus problems

Hatari the Hyena: Right... Haha... By the way, why are you writing a story with the same theme as mine? :O

Mykklaw: I'm glad you liked this chapter. Yeah, Timon and Pumbaa were always the craziest characters in TLK.

Years passed by and Simba was now 19 years old. He was an young adult. A mane grew around his neck. As the girls next door would say, he looked absolutely gorgeous. He had big muscles and it's logical that his body was attracted by many girls. He wasn't really proud of doing absolutely nothing. He decided to get himself a job.

"Hey guys, I was thinking and I decided that I'm gonna apply for the job in the pizza place," he said walking down the stairs.

"WHAT! ARE YOU NUTS?," Timon yelled.

"Timon calm yourself. Of course I'm not, I want to make my own money for my own needs!," Simba said grabbing his jacket.

"Simba, if you're trying to get a prostitute, just ask us for the money! You don't need to be ashamed of your 'needs'," Pumbaa said.

"I don't want a prostitute! You know guys, I want to meet someone nice there to build up an relationship with!," Simba slammed the door and got into the car Timon and Pumbaa got him for his nineteenth birthday. It was the new model of Mercedes. Black, perfect, shiny colour and with the newest equipment. The two of them just sighed and let him go.

Simba parked on the parking lot and got into the pizza place.

"What can I do for you sir?," a jaguar asked ready to help.

"I just want to apply for this waiter job," Simba replied with hope shining in his eyes.

"Please wait here while I call my boss,"

"Alright,"

"What do you want?," a large, but not muscular tiger came through the doors. He was nervous.

"I want to apply for…" Simba couldn't finish the sentence.

"You got the job. Mario help the new waiter around!," he said and got back to his little office.

"Congratulations buddy! What's your name?," Mario asked.

"I'm Simba," he said.

"Pleased to meet you, now go and work. You're not that stupid that you don't know the waiter's job are you?," he asked with an arrogant smile.

"Uhmm… No," Simba replied confused how people rude are.

"Good. Go work!," he yelled.

"I'm going! I'm going!," Simba said and got to the first table.

While Simba was working for his money and future love, things weren't smooth in the Pridelands Kingdom. Everything was burned down after Scar took his place as King. He moved into the palace where Mufasa once lived. He made the lionesses his slaves. One of the victims was Nala. She has grown into a beautiful one. Body sexier than supermodels, her eyes seductive and full of kindness…

That day Scar called her to him in the palace. Nala really didn't want to go, but she had if she loved her life. She knocked on the palace's door and got in. Scar immediately came to greet her.

"Oh Nala! I'm so glad you came," Scar said hugging her tightly.

"Yeah, right. Now let me hear your needs so that I can go home," she said breaking free.

"I'll show. Follow me to my room, I got to show you something," he said, "Sit,"

Scar started to touch her. He massaged her boobs and ass and finally he kissed her full on the lips getting his tongue in action. She immediately broke free and started yelling.

"What do you think you're doing? You rapist! I'm out of here!," she yelled.

"Nala listen to me!," he replied her with a big yell.

"NO! YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME! YOU DESTROYED EVE…" she started yelling at the top of her lungs.

"DON'T YOU DARE SHUT ME UP! I NEED A HEIR TO TAKE MY THRONE AFTER I'M GONE!," as he said that he slapped her so that she fell on the floor, "WE'RE GOING TO CONCEIVE A CHILD, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW! IF YOU WANT THAT OR NOT!," he said calming his voice down a bit and started putting his hands under her skirt.

"What… What are you doing?," she asked afraid. She didn't want that old bastard to rape her. She didn't love him. Her heart belonged to someone else, "NO! GET AWAY FROM ME!," as she said that she slapped him as hard as she could. She did it. She was free of him. Blood came running down Scar's face but he was too slow to catch her. She managed to escape.

"I can't tell about this to anyone! Or maybe I'm gonna tell Rafiki! Yes! I'm going to his place! Oh Simba if only you were here!," she tought.

She drove to Rafiki's and knocked on the door in panic.

"Wow, wow! What's the rush!," he smiled as he opened the door.

"Please Rafiki! Let me in! I'm so miserable," she started crying.

"Don't cry my dear. Come in and make yourself comfortable,"

"Thanks,"

"Now tell me what has happened!," he said in a serious voice.

"Scar called me to… to his… hhh… house and tried to…to… rape me," she started crying more than ever, "I don't love him! I love Simba even though he's dead!,"

"Oh my dear, it's hard for me to believe this… pardon… it's not… Scar has always been a crazy person," he said trying to comfort her.

"Please, may I stay here? I'm only safe here! Please!," she said and hugged the mandrill crying on his shoulder.

"Of course you may! You're welcome here whenever you want!," he said ," I promise you, I'll talk to Mufasa. Maybe he knows a solution,"

"You would really do this for me? You're such a good friend!," she said now crying with tears of joy.

"I will help as much as I can. You'll see everything will be alright. Very soon. Now go to rest, a young heart like yours needs to go to a none stressful place,"

"Thanks Rafiki. Thank you so much!," she said and entered to the guest room to take a nap.

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