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Against The Odds

Chapter 3: Stalkers tendencies

"H…how long have you watched us from up here?" Simba asked astounded by this little nugget of information presented to him.

"Well, err quite a while actually" Nala admitted blushing madly.

Simba cocked his head to one side feeling slightly out of place but flattered all the same.

"Why erm were you watching us?" Nala fiddled with her tail quietly mulling the question over.

"I err kinda like one of the boys" she said looking anywhere but at Simba.

Simba's face fell slightly but he hid it and probed further.

"Oh so err do I know him?" Nala unexpectedly giggled blinking she fought for a straight face.

"Well erm maybe" Simba hid a grimace.

"So who is he?" Nala blushed and hid her face.

"That's personal, you'll find out soon enough" she added mysteriously.

Simba looked puzzled,

Good. Nala thought, she had had a nasty feeling that Simba suspected of her deep secret.

She thought he had cottoned on to her crush on him.

Nala continued to fidget in the awkward silence that had settled in and tried to look anywhere that would not reveal her thoughts to the world.

"So err what do you do when you're not spying on your boyfriend?" Simba spat the word boyfriend as though it vexed him greatly. Nala felt the heat rush to her face along with a smile, the fact that Simba didn't like that she had a crush on someone made her heart hammer in her chest. It gave her hope that maybe he had a deep seated crush for her.

Nala was out of it for some time and Simba became bored with trying to get her attention, he flopped in front of the ledge overlooking the savannah and stared down trying to work out which one of his friends it could be that Nala liked.

Blind as he was to her affections he failed to realise that all the available evidence pointed towards the one she liked being him.

He glanced over to Nala who looked disheartened. In fact from the view Simba got a clear shot at the tears falling from Nala's eyes.

"Hey whats wrong?" Simba asked moving over to her.

Nala looked at him fighting the sobs that were building up.

"You don't like me do you?" she sobbed.

Simba blinked at her.

"Sure I like you, I think you cool!" Simba exclaimed, Nala looked at him dubiously.

"How do I know your telling the truth?" Nala asked.

Simba thought for a moment.

"What if I could convince your mom to let us both go outside I'll introduce you to the gang!" Simba tried. He looked at her earnestly.

Nala sighed dejectedly.

"It's no good my mom won't let me go outside, but it's a nice thought."

Simba lifted her chin up and smiled.

"Hey its ok I'll stay with you, we can have some fun just you and me" Simba said kindly.

Nala grinned shyly.

"You're the first friend I have ever had Simba" she said softly. She stared unblinkingly into his eyes.

"Err ok" Simba answered awkwardly.

Nala looked away painfully aware of her red face.

"Simba, Nala lunch!" Sarabi's voice floated into them.

The two cubs headed towards the antelope and smiled at Sarabi.

"So Nala did you make friends?" Sarabi asked when Simba had wandered over to Sarafina.

Nala nodded her head rapidly grinning.

Sarabi raised her eyebrows at her.

"Is he the boy you like by any chance?" she asked her daughter.

Nala blushed and slowly played with her food.

"Is that a yes?" Sarabi prodded teasingly, Nala blushed and slowly nodded.

Simba grinned at his friends when he left lunch. Nala was still eating so he had some time before he had to be inside.

"Hey guys!" he called over to his friends. Apparently word had spread fast around the pride of Simba's "Punishment"

"Hey how's the princess?" The boys teased. Simba rolled his eyes.

"It's not like that" Chumvi looked at Simba.

"Oh is she really ugly! She is isn't she, she's a loser" Chumvi roared with laughter. Simba felt a bubbling in his stomach.

"No she isn't, she's cool" Chumvi nodded fairly.

"You still didn't tell us if she's ugly or not?" Simba pretended not to hear.

"Well?" Chumvi demanded.

Simba sighed admitting defeat.

"Well she is quite pretty" he admitted in a quiet voice.

The boys guffawed most of them looking over to get a glimpse of the princess.

"Hey knock it off!" Simba exclaimed angrily. He turned around and stormed away back into the den. Simba noticed Nala was heading back to her ledge alone. He bounded after her in a bid to catch up. Simba fell in step with the princess and smiled at her, she grinned back shyly.

"So what's the plan then?" he asked Nala looked confused.

"Plan? What plan?"

"What are we going to do?" he explained.

"Oh well I know this place on top of Pride Rock we can play on" she said. Simba bowed to her.

"Lead on your highness" he teased gently. Nala giggled lightly.

"Certainly my prince" she winked at him. Simba chuckled and followed her up a path to the top of Pride Rock.

Awoooooooo! Slightly different I know but I do try! The Lone Wolf has fresh inspiration my dear readers. All I need now is REVIEWS! Can't wait to read em! Chapter 4 should be up rather soon and not too long after new years I hope how does January 2nd sound good? Well that's my new years treat to you! Happy New year wherever you are! American, French, German Greek! Wherever you are here goes a big English Happy New Year to you all from your loving Lone Wolf!