Disclaimer: I do not own the Lion King!
Sorry I haven't been updating this fanfic; lot on my mind, that's all!
Run, run, I thought as my paws slammed agianst the sandy savanah. Don't turn back, don't turn back.
"Simba! Simba!" I hear Sora yell in the distance; I ignore her as I run though. I need to get away from her and him.
'Heartbreak is a terrible thing Simba.'
Mother's voice rings out in my head; she told me the story of Oumaru's father, Kizaki, and how he broke her heart, three days after he mended it. Soon after, she met Dad.
The tears in my eyes threaten to fall as I run away from Sora and Oumaru. I don't need them.
I need Nala.
When I reach Nala, she's getting a drink out of the watering hole, with her tail flicking as she does. When she's finished drinking, she turns to face me and gasps a bit.
"Simba? Are you okay?" She asks, walking closer to me.
"Sora...Oumaru...their together." I pant out.
"But...Sora's with yo...Did she cheat on you with Oumaru, Simba?" Nala growls as her nails dig in to the ground.
"Yes..."
"Simba!" Sora reaches us, smiling as she sees me. "Hey honey, why are you talking to this freak of nature?"
Growl. "Nala is not a freak, you two-timer, back-stabber..."
Sora cuts me off by licking my cheek with her small pink tounge. I growl at her.
"Simba! Chose, between me or Nala!"
"I chose...my best friend."
Sora growls and stamps off, head held high.
Nala smiles at me. "I win, huh?"
I don't answer.
I'm busy admiring her smile.
I wonder if she noticed?