It's not very good and not alot happens but here you go! ENJOY!
NALA'S POV
I was enjoying stargazing, especially since it was with Simba! But I caught him starring at me sometimes. It arose a troubling thought. All the compliments that he gave me earlier, they were all physical traits. It kept bothering me. I was more than pretty right? I wasn't just an empty shell. I wanted Simba to like me for, well, me! "Is something wrong?" He snapped me out of my thoughts. Darn it! How did he know when something was bothering me! He was up on one elbow and was looking at me with a worried expression. It would have melted me if not for the other thought. "All of those things you said before, They were extremely sweet, but they were all physical traits. Simba, do you like me just because I'm pretty?" he went silent. After a while, he finally spoke.
"Nala, you are pretty, no Beautiful! Gorgeous! Stunning! But..." he hesitated. "But, your extremely smart, and funny, and and understanding! Your one of the nicest people I know, your not afraid to speak your mind, you seem so sure of what's wrong and whats right, and a million more things that would take an eternity to list! Nala your beautiful, but your sooo much more." I felt hot tears running down my face. He meant so much to me! "Nala? Nala? What's wrong? Did I say something wro-mmm!" I cut him off by kissing him. I tried to pour in as much passion as I could! I tried to make him feel the same absolute indescribable feeling that I felt. Apparently I succeded because he was no longer holding us up. He was holding me fiercely. "Mmm..." I almost laughed, I didn't know I did that to him!
We finally parted for air.
"You said nothing wrong, you said everything perfect." we were breathing hard, mabye for holding our breaths, mabye not. I managed to say that between breaths. "Really?" I giggled. Was the kiss not proof enough?
"because I...Nala I...WHAT?" A blue bundle interrupted our moment. And fell with a thud on the ground.
OH COME ON! He was going to say something important! And of all the moments that Zazu could have dropped from the sky (RANDOM OK!) he had to fall right then? Simba looked at the small heap until Zazu lifted his head and blinked a couple of times. Simba finally realized the position we were in and the urgency of a bird crumpled from the impact with the ground and quickly scampered off, slipped a couple of times, and made his way towards the injured bird. "Zazu...Zazu, are you okay?" I got up and rolled him over. He was definatly too skinny, his ribs stuck out. His feathers were scraggly, damaged, and full of sand. He mumbled something and squinted his eyes as if trying to see something far away. "Mu Mu Mu Mufasa?" Then seemed to black out. "Poor Zazu." I picked him up in my mouth, gently, and started for my house. Simba followed silent. What was Zazu doing out here? Did he get banished too? Did EVERYONE end up in this place?
"Goodness Gracious! Who is this?" Halette was already getting something from some shelves. I put Zazu down on a grassy cushion. "He's an old...friend you can say...of ours." Simba was still silent and sitting motionless next to me. Halette started to put some salve on a bad sunburn of his and sent me to get some food for him. I nodded and ducked out the door. I barely fit in the den anymore! I searched for some berries, my head spinning with so many questions the whole time. What was Zazu doing here? What was Simba going to say? Was Zazu here for Simba to return? I felt a pang of homesickness. I was always going to go back but then I found Simba and he seemed so happy here. And whenever I would bring up the subject, he would change it quickly or shut up like a clam. As if he was afraid of something. And then our childhood friends came in. Banished and baring news of a dying home. One that they could never return to. So I gave up hope of ever seeing the Pridelands again. Until now. Mabye, just mabye, Zazu could be the final push, the wake-up call that brought us back to where we belonged. I kept this hope throughout the whole process of binding Zazu's multiple cuts and hand feeding him berries and slices of peaches.
"Where, am I?" He looked at all of us, as if we weren't entirely there. "Am I in heaven?" Simba finally did something, he laughed. "No, your in the jungle!" Zazu finally joined us come-
-pletly and gasped. "By the stars, it IS you! SIMBA!" he laughed a bit phsycotically and pointed. "You've grown so much! Just wait...Ju Jus waaii..." He seemed to faint. Halette shooed us away and motioned for Falo to make him comfortable. We both went outside and Hallette followed us. "Simba, you seem to be important to this bird..."
"Zazu." I finished.
"Zazu seems to be very interested in you, perhaps you can come first thing tommorow?" he simply nodded and walked off, dissapearing into the surrounding foliage.
He was back to his silent self. I knew that for him to be this serious was something really serious. If he was troubled about something, he usually got all fidgety and paced or talked endlessly until he thought that the matter was resloved. If he was deeply upset by something, then he shut himself up and became silent, almost brooding. I was about to go after him, but Tal came outside of our seperate sleeping den and called for all of the deatails of our evening. I told her, about the doubt at the beggining, the absolute flying feeling after his description, and the utter disappointment and disbelief when Zazu fell from the sky.
"Wait, Zazu's here?" Kiki asked, after I finished tallking. "Yeah." I answered. "We can all talk to him in the morning." they nodded and headed for their respective beds, me included. But I didn't fall asleep, not for a long while. I was still thinking about all that happened tonight. About the hope of returning home! I finally fell asleep, dreaming about running through the lush green fields that I remembered from my cubhood.
SIMBA'S POV
Zazu was here. All of the fears and the past that I've tried to put behind me, all of the nightmares that I endured, that I've fought all those nights came flooding back. He was here to get me to go back. He was here to bring me back home. I could NOT go back. That meant that I would have to explain why I left. What happened that day. Why my father was dead. The answer was simple. Me. I was the reason that Nala got so hurt in the stampede. I was the reason that my father was dead. And if everyone found out. They would leave. They would think that I was a murderer and they would leave me alone. They would hate me. Nala would hate me. I couldn't let that happen. I don't even want to ever think about the Pridelands anymore!
But Zazu came in and made all of this resurface.
"Am I in heaven?" that made me laugh. It was just too funny! "No, your in the jungle!" he shook his head a little and finally looked at me with a face of surprise and joy.
"By the stars, it IS you! SIMBA!" he laughed crazily and pointed. "You've grown so much! Just wait...Ju Jus waaii..." He pratically fainted. Halette shooed us away and motioned for Falo to make him comfortable. We both went outside and Hallette followed us. "Simba, you seem to be important to this bird..."
"Zazu." Nala finished for her.
"Zazu seems to be very interested in you, perhaps you can come first thing tommorow?" I nodded and walked away. I got away from all of the questions that anyone could ask me. When I got home, I ignored all of my friends and plopped down in my usual spot. I blocked out the many voices that were trying to get my attention and focused on one thing. SLEEP. It was a long stressing, dissapointing (the Nala thing), and unbelievably surprising day. I needed the blissful peace of sleep. Eventually, the voices faded away and the world started to turn black.
"Simba! Come on!" all of my friends were at the bottom of the hill, I was on top. I ran down and watched as they go farther away. I tried to catch up and the multi-colored smudge that was them, turned into my father. He grew in size until it seemed as if I was a couple of feet in front of me. "I loved you Simba. Why do you not love me." loved. That word hurt. He looked pained. Betrayed. "I do love you dad! I do!" he stepped away. "You killed me. You don't love me. Your not my son." He stepped away and ran. I couldn't move. I called out and tried to move but I couldn't. The sky turned dark and cloudy. The grass shriveled and seemed to die before my eyes. My friends seemed to step out of the surrounding grey. Kuju, Miko, Tal,
and Kiki were all looking at me like if I was scum. Dirt. Nothing to them. They left. Kuju even spat at me. Nala was left. She seemed hurt and was crying. "You...your a monster!" I sstepped towards her but she lashed out, claws and all. I fell to the dirt. Hurt, more ways than one. She kept screaming murderer again and again while running away from me. "No...
No."
"NO!" I opened my eyes and saw Timon, Pumbaa, everyone (save the girls) in front of me. "You okay kid?" Timon took a tentative step forward. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah. I'm I'm okay, I'll just go visit Zazu now." I stood up and started for Nala's place. I could hear Miko, Kuju, Timon and Pumbaa following me but they kept silent. Probably warned by my outburst and silent attitude. We got there without incident and found the girls lounging in the sun, wearing worried expressions. "Where"
"I'm right here." I didnt get to finish my sentence because Zazu waddled out of the entrance, wings binded with leaves, leaning slightly on Falo for support. "Simba...Thank the Kings that your alive."
ZAZU'S POV
I flew all night and all day across the barren ground, fleck of dull green passing beneath me wherever a plant managed to survive. I tensed as I reached the desert. It was rumored to be dangerous, filled with snakes and scorpions, and spontaneous sand-storms. The haven wasn't far from here, but from the sun's forst appearence, my main worry was the sun and the heat. I felt the skin underneath my skin burn with every passing minute, it was painful to flap my wings but I kept going. The wind picked up, blowing sand in my face and into my burns but no full-fledged sand storms interrupted my progress. I filled my head with thoughts of what I was doing. 'Flap...Flap...Glide.' It helped, somewhat to keep my mind from the pain.
I almost screamed for joy when the sun went down and the air was filled with cool breezes and scents of fruits. The haven was near! I finally noticed a dark smudge up ahead but I felt my wings weaken and my vision get fuzzy. NO! I COULD NOT FAIL NOW! I tried and tried but I felt my body falling, falling then a hard suface knock all of the air out of me. I felt light-headed then saw a golden-furred red-maned lion. He looked like Mufasa. "Mu Mu Mu Mufasa?" The world went black.
I awoke to some food being pushed into my mouth. I eagerly opened my beak and accepted the fruit. FOOD! Water followed shortly after. This continued for a while. I didn't question what was happening until the surrounding people came into focus. "Where, am I?" I looked at everyone but they were a bit fuzzy and transparent."Am I in heaven?" Someone laughed at me. "No, your in the jungle!" Everything came into focus and I saw an almost carbon copy of Mufasa! His voice was different and he was a bit smaller. "By the stars, it IS you! SIMBA!" I laughed and pointed he was alive! "You've grown so much! Just wait...Ju Jus waaii..." the world went black agin. COME ON!
I woke up again with my burns soothed and my stomach filled. An otter was next to me, ready with some water. It turns out that his name was Falo and he was here to help. He said nothing more but helped me up and lead me out the door. I was greeted by a clearing full of lions and lionesses, and other animals. "I'm right here." Everyone's eyes turned to me.
"Simba...Thank the Kings that your alive."