Alright guys chapter 6! I know I said this story will be short but I'm getting new ideas all the time and I might make it longer. I run out of ideas pretty quickly lol anyways on with the story.

"Sarabi I'm telling you that boy is dangerous!" Mufasa argued.

"Mufasa.. You're just being paranoid. Give the boy a chance, I mean Nala sure has taken a liking to him look." Sarabi pointed to the two.

Mufasa looked in their direction. The two were at the waterhole talking and laughing at each others funny remarks. Mufasa still didn't believe her.

"That's just it Sarabi! Nala has taken a liking to him so quickly. When he came here the first time he walked away to live on his own, now months later he finally asks to join the pride. Don't you find that suspicious at all?" Mufasa shouted.

"Mufasa… maybe Simba couldn't handle the rogue life anymore, I mean you saw him when he came here, he was a mess. Now look at him, his golden shine as come back his mane is a lighter color and he's actually smiling. Before you go accusing him of anything at least get to know him. See him through your daughter's eyes." Sarabi said and walked to the den.

Mufasa sighed, maybe he was just being paranoid. If Simba would've done something he wouldn't have waited this long. Mufasa looked back at the two. He watched Nala's expressions. She was so happy around him, for a long time all she did was cry and talk about him. He looked to Simba, he was smiling and laughing along with Nala.

Maybe he misjudged Simba. His only intention is to protect the pride. He didn't want another incident to happen like Scar. It pained him to know he had banished his own brother from the pride, but it had to be done. What Scar did was unimaginable, he had tried to take the throne by force by attempting to kill Mufasa. Fortunately he failed and the other lioness held him down to subdue him. Mufasa remembered the look in his eyes. It was filled with hatred. The punishment for Scar was death, but Mufasa couldn't live with himself knowing he killed his own brother. So in the end Mufasa exiled scar to the wasteland. Ever since that day anyone who came from that wasteland brought back the remembrance of his brother.

When Simba came here the second time something about him changed. He stared Simba in the eyes and felt the pain come back. Simba brought back the memory of his brother, that's why he had a bad vibe from Simba, he was remembering Scar. Simba wasn't the problem, Scar was. Mufasa snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Nala's voice.

"Dad, you ok?" Nala asked.

"Yes, Nala I'm fine thank you." Mufasa replied.

He looked to Simba and smiled "Simba?"

"Yes your majesty?" Simba answered surprised.

"I'd like to talk to you." Mufasa smiled.

"Um..sure your majesty." Simba replied stunned by his request.

The two walked side by side talking. Nala smiled at her father and walked into the den.

"Simba did you know I had a brother?" Mufasa asked.

"No I didn't." Simba lied.

"Well his name was Scar and growing up we were best friends." Mufasa replied.

Simba was shocked Scar had told him they were enemies at the start. He decided to listen carefully to Mufasa's story.

"Since I was the oldest our father preferred me to be king. Scar grew jealous of me and at one point attacked me. Our father was furious at him and struck him with his paw giving him a scar on his eye, now you see where he gets his name. Ever since then Scar hated me. As we grew older I was crowned king and Scar was next when I would die. When I had Nala Scar was enraged and hatched an idea. He knew Nala could not take the throne without a mate, and she was too young to mate yet. So he took his chance and lashed out at me. The lioness were able to subdue him in time before he reached my throat. I looked him in the eyes, I saw hatred beyond repair. I couldn't kill my brother with my own paws, so I banished him to the wasteland. The reason I was so cold to you when you requested to join the pride was… because you reminded me of him.." Mufasa told.

Simba was amazed Scar had never told him any of this other than they were brothers. He refused to tell him anything. He remembered Scar's words. Scar had told him that Mufasa was not fit to be king and was to step down. Scar told him Mufasa banished him for trying to explain he was not doing a proper job of being king. Scar trained Simba to take down Mufasa because he knew Mufasa would not listen to reason. Mufasa walked ahead of Simba still talking.

Simba remembered his plan he told Scar. He raised his paw in the air ready to strike and walked closer to Mufasa. He remembered Scars words.

Fail me again…and I'll kill you myself!

Simba took a deep breath and swung his arm. Suddenly his mind flashed to Nala.

No you're not! Don't say that! You've saved my life twice and you'd never hurt me you're not dangerous!

Simba…please…don't leave me again….I don't know if I can handle it again…

Simba's head was filled with her voice, he closed his eyes and the voices slowly faded away. Simba breathed heavily. He didn't know why but he couldn't kill Mufasa. He had grown too attached to the pride. He slowly lowered his paw.

Mufasa looked to him, unaware of what had just happened.

"Simba? Are you alright?" Mufasa asked.

"Yes your majesty.. I'm fine thank you." Simba replied.

Mufasa noticed it getting dark. "Come let's go back to the den."

Simba nodded and followed him back to the den. Nala waited patiently for them to arrive. She saw the two coming and smiled. Mufasa greeted Nala and walked in the den.

Nala smiled at Simba "What'd you guys do?"

Simba smiled back "We just talked is all."

Nala nuzzled him "That's good."

The two went inside and lied down together and drifted off into sleep.

Alright chapter 6 done I kept thinking to myself if I'm rushing it because I want to make this good anyways tell me what you guys think laters!