Disclaimer: I do not own the lion king
Awoooooooooooo! Sorry for the late update ive been proper down lately. I got blown off by a girl again. They all seem to like the dickwads, I'm a nice guy so by default I finish last. So here it is an update finally. Enjoy
A Different Shadow
Chapter 3: Suspicions
Nala lay in the sun under an old tree with her friends. The boys were all swimming in the water hole again; once in a while one would make a spectacular move in the vain attempt to capture Nala's attention.
"Nala you've been quiet for a long time, is anything wrong?" one of the girls asked. Nala and Simba had been best friends for over 3 months now, and were rarely seen outside of each others company. The boys grew rather jealous of Simba and some had even gone as far as trying to split them up.
"Do you miss Simba?" One of the other girls broke Nala's train of thought.
"Err. Yeah kinda" Nala said quietly. The girls giggled at Nala's distant expression, they could see what she could not. The girls put their heads close together and whispered amongst themselves with cheeky grins on their faces.
"Um…Nala? Do you like Simba?" Nala remained oblivious to the implications of the question.
"Yeah" the girls inhaled sharply.
"I mean he's my best friend why wouldn't I like him?" she asked still staring towards the watering hole.
One of the girls rolled her eyes whilst the others let out the breath they had been holding in.
"Yeah but do you, you know?" the young cub persisted. Nala finally tore her eyes away from the watering hole and looked at her, Nala blinked.
"No I don't know what?" The girls stifled their giggles once more.
"Do you fancy him?" Nala's jaw dropped a pink tinge in her cheeks.
"NO! I mean we are just friends!" Nala exclaimed loudly. The lionesses all chuckled.
"Look who's getting all defensive?" one of them pointed out laughing. Nala felt her face grow hot.
"I'm not getting defensive!" she exclaimed hotly.
"ooooOOOOoooooo!" the girls chimed. Nala glared at them hoping blindly that Simba didn't hear this.
"Nala loves Simba! Nala loves Simba!" two of the girl cubs pranced around singing to Nala. Nala grew steadily redder.
"He's just a friend!" she called out.
"Who is?" a voice asked. Nala felt her heart skip a beat. It was Simba.
Silence followed as the girls watched Nala intently. Her mind went blank, Simba watched as Nala fought for a decent answer.
"W…well a friend of mine obviously" she eventually settled on. Simba's ears drooped slightly.
"Oh I erm girl?" he asked cautiously.
"No, a boy" Simba felt his heart crack in two at her words but he tried to hide this.
"Well um do you like him?" Nala's face lit with a red flush, she still failed to realise what she was being asked.
"Yeah" Simba's ears flattened to his head completely.
"Oh I see, well I err I gotta go" he said disheartened.
He turned to go but Nala noticed something was wrong. She bounded in front of him and stared into his eyes.
"Simba are you ok?" She saw tears flood his eyes moments before he bounded off towards Pride Rock.
Nala was dumbstruck by her friend's reaction.
"Oh my god he so has a crush on you!" a voice floated to Nala. But the words barely registered with her before she raced after him. She was fast but Simba was clearly throwing everything he had at leaving. She could tell by the weaving in his path, the last minute dodges of rocks and trees. Usually they ran as fast as they could but held back enough to move out of the way of things easily. Simba was sprinting harder than ever before. Nala could not keep up, she ran after him falling behind rapidly.
Simba flew into the den tears streaming down his face. He was blinded to where he was going by his tears and the exertion from his legs. Simba ploughed into his mother's leg.
"Simba! What do you think your-! Simba what's wrong?" Sarabi noticed the tears cascading down her son's face.
After a few moments of trying to calm him down he was eventually able to speak.
"I t..think N…Nala's got a boyfriend!" Simba cried through sobs. Sarabi looked shocked for a moment before a smile spread across her face.
"Are you saying you have a crush on Nala?" she asked bluntly. Simba thought for a moment before slowly nodding.
"Well I'm sure she doesn't have a boyfriend yet, and besides your best friends right? I'm sure she feels the same way about you" Simba looked up at his mother feeling slightly vulnerable.
"Do you think so?" he sniffed hopefully. Sarabi smiled.
"Simba?" Nala's small voice echoed around the den. Simba blushed crimson and leapt behind his mother curling up and hiding. Sarabi fought a laugh and tried to coax him out before Nala noticed.
"You're not shy of her?" she asked incredulously. Simba blushed and nodded terrified.
"Err auntie Sarabi have you seen Simba?" Sarabi smiled kindly.
"Yes he was just a bit upset will you look after him?" she asked, Nala's face became awash with relief.
"Yes oh thank goodness he's ok!" she exclaimed. Simba padded out his head lowered blushing deeply.
"You err care?" he asked uncertainly. Nala blushed.
"Well of course I care, I care about you" she added. Both cubs stared at the same patch of ground.
"Why did you run away Simba?" Nala asked finally looking at him. Simba grew hotter and the blush in his face rose.
"I err thought you l…liked another boy" he said shyly.
"Huh? Oh that I meant you" Nala told him quietly.
Finally Nala realised what the funny feeling in her stomach was due to the fact that she did fancy Simba. She had to tell him she knew it.
But she had to be subtle about asking him out.
"Err Simba do you want to go down to the watering hole tonight, err you know just the two of us?" Sarabi winked at Simba silently allowing him to go and left the two alone.
"Yeah!" Simba yelped enthusiastically. Nala cocked her head causing Simba to blush deeply. If Nala played her cards right she could effectively go on her first date with Simba.
Awooooooooooo! Just to reiterate a point Nala doesn't realise Simba loves her. Simba doesn't know that Nala loves him. Everyone else can see it. So I hope that's good enough for some reviews, I need a bit of courage for asking this girl out from work. Well and truly terrified dear readers. Bombers coming from my street, almost getting stabbed and beaten at football match? Not worried. End of the world Zombie apocalypse? Bring it! Asking a girl I really like out, BLOODY PETRIFIED! So until next time readers!