Can't sleep so I'll be posting one or two more chapters. WARNING; A bit of suggestive themes.

Enjoy chapter fifteen.

It's been two weeks since the news of Simba and Uriel's engagement. The pride was beyond shock. They never thought a strong, large handsome lion like Uriel would go down that path.

Simba had since hid himself from the pride, now stays at a cave on the far side of the kingdom. On the day that started week three, it was a warm afternoon when Simba was resting outside of his cave. He was enjoying the warms rays on his light beige stomach.

"Simba,"

Simba lift his head, he knew that voice anywhere. He was right, he eyes soon met a pair of orange eyes like his own. But noicted that his mother wasn't alone, Ammiel was by her side.

It was uncommon to see the large pale brown lion following Sarabi around like a lost cub. But since Simba was older...he was slightly wiser.

"What's going on?" Simba asked sitting up looking at his mother.

Sarabi sat, so did Ammiel who spoke up. "You need to tell my nephew the truth. We know that this isn't who you are."

Simba sighed and lowered his head, "I can't."

Sarabi got up and moved closer so she could pull her son close. "I know, that's why we're here to help."

Simba raised an eye brow, "Why we?"

The dark beige lioness glanced before looking back at her son. "Me and Ammiel are together."

"What! When did this happened?" Simba roared which shocked him more than anything.

"A few months ago..but, Simba.." Sarabi tried to explain.

"What about dad..." The golden lion stopped as he remembered his father wasn't alive.

"You're father's gone, plus I wasn't really his mate anymore. Don't you remember?" Sarabi known about the talk Mufasa had with Simba the day before the stampede. She implored it.

Simba closed his eyes before his ears flattened against his head as he recalled a memory of his father saying that Sarafina would be his mate and that his mother would still be queen.

Sarabi sighed but smiled and found the courage after getting a nuzzle from Ammiel. "Simba, what you don't know is that you father was in love with Sarafina. I was only to marry him to establish a alliance between the Pridelands and the Easternlands."

Simba lowered his head. He had no idea what his mother went through.

"Plus, I don't know how long but he was having a affair with Sarafina behind my back." Sarabi shook her head to rid of the tears that threatened to fall.

Simba shot his head up and looked at his mother and her boyfriend with shock, hurt and anger written on his face. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea."

Sarabi nuzzled him and sighed, "That's why you were bethroled to Nala."

Simba shook his head and starred at his mother in disbelief. "I was what!"

Sarabi gave out a heavy sigh. "You were bethroled to Nala. But you couldn't fall in love since that's the rule. You're to marry your bethroled."

Simba sighed as he stood and began walking away, "I need to think."

Sarabi nodded before watching her son walk off. Before feeling a nuzzle to her cheek. Sarabi smiled before leaning into the touch.

"Why didn't you tell him?" Ammiel questioned watching the young gold lion disappear into a cluster of trees.

Sarabi sighed, "I will soon."

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In the Pridelands, Amana sat in the cave below priderock as tears fell from her brown eyes. her as best as he could as tears fell from his own greenish eyes.

Kula lowered her head. "I'm sorry...but I can't stay here any longer."

"Why?" came a calm, masculine voice.

Kula looked and saw Malka. She wanted so bad to nuzzle him. He was handsome, no doubt about it.

Malka's body was firm and fit. Muscles ripped under his dark golden fur as a black mane crowned his head where a black tuff falls between his pale green eyes.

But instead she sobbed and ran out of the cave and across the kingdom. Not even looking back.

Malka looked broken before looking at his adopted family. Cassiel had his head lowered as his fiancee, Astra sat nuzzling into his brownish mane.

As on the other side of the cave sat his own brother with his dark tawny pelted future mate, Amora.

Astra finally looked up from lying on Cassiel's mane and sighed, "She found out about you being bethroled to Nala and she got set in her mind that Simba's alive."

Malka didn't know what to say but he knew one thing and that was he wasn't going to marry Nala. Not in a million years. He rather marry a hyena, a African wild dog! Anything or anyone besides Nala! With a snarl, the dark gold lion set off to find the king and his whore of a queen.

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Kula ran at full speed through the Pridelands and through the Outlands. But half way through she fell to the ground to catch her breath. She didn't know where to go. But something was telling her to go towards the oasis her father told her so much stories about.

With a groan, she got up and started for the canyons she knew was around here. It was nighttime when she found the dusty canyons. She found an old den and rested for awhile before continuing her journey at sunrise.

But as the young lioness walked, she felt she was being watched. But she ignored it and continued walking. By time afternoon came, Kula saw the outline of trees. With a happy laugh Kula bolted towards the trees. Right before she could reach the line of trees, she was tackled by a black mass.

Kula stared in horror before screaming.

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Simba had been around his uncle's kingdom outskirts for a day and a half. He been thinking of a way to tell Uriel the truth. He was about to rest for a while when a loud scream reached his golden ears.

With a new burst engery over came him. He ran out towards the scream, where a really large black lion was mounted over a young pale brown lioness.

"Help!" the lioness cried. Fear in her dark green eyes.

"Shut up, bitch!" the black lion snarled as he moved to mount the small female.

Simba growled before running full speed and tackled the lion. The two rolled a bit before the black male rolled out of the way and hitting Simba's head on the ground.

Simba shook his head and tackled the lion. This time he remembered Nala's way of pinning and used his back legs and flipped the lion over.

"Leave or I will kill you!" Simba growled his claws digging into the large lion's flesh.

The lion laughed and spit at him before he knew it, Simba roared as he slashed the black lion's neck. After some shaky breathes Simba started to cry.

"What have I done? I'm a murderer."

The lioness walked over to him slowly but soon made it to him. "Thank you."

Simba looked at the lioness and seen she was beautiful and very alluring.

Simba shook his head before speaking. "Um...no problem. You look farmilar...have we met?"

The lioness stared at him and felt she did know him as well. She looked into his eyes and seen those same orange orbs she fell in love with.

"Simba..."