A/N:Yeah you all are right. Nala needs to treat Mheetu better. But Nala is as stubborn as a mule. Sadly, here is the next chapter. Enjoy!

Disgraceful Prince

Nala couldn't deny the feelings she was feeling for the lost prince. Simba and her had spent the whole evening together. They walked down the side of a waterfall. Got a drink, which lead to her getting pulled in. After pushing Simba back in the water she ran off. The two chased each other across a field like cubs. Where they fell down a hill, to her utter surprise Simba pinned her. That's when it hit her. As she stared into his amber eyes she realized she was in love with him. Always had since cubs. Now how did that moment turn with them fighting. Nala told Simba about the Pride Lands, how there's little food and water. Purposely not mentioning about Scar and Mheetu.

"No one needs me"

Nala couldn't believe what she was hearing. Of course the pride needs him, she needs him.

"We need you. You're the king"

Simba groaned as he laid in a vine hammock. "Nala we been through this. I'm not the king, Scar is"

Nala sighed deeply before putting her front paws on the hammock and repeating what she said earlier. "Did my words mean nothing to , your uncle let the hyenas take over the Pride Lands"

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Simba's eyes widen in surprise and shock. "What?"

Nala sighed before turning her head to side."We need you. You're our only hope"

The golden lion sighed before leaping off the hammock. "I can't go back."

Nala was utter surprise. Alot of questions were running through her head. "Why?"

"You wouldn't understand."

Nala was starting to get irritated. "What wouldn't I understand?"

Simba shakes his head. "No, no, no. It doesn't matter. Hakuna Matata."

Nala titled her head, confusion clearly on her feature. "What?"

"Hakuna Matata. It's something I learned out here. Look, sometimes bad things happen..."

"Simba!"

The golden lion continues now irritated."...And there's nothing you can do about it. So why worry?

Simba starts away from Nala, walking on a fallen tree. Nala trots back up to him.

"Because it's your responsibility!"

Simba stops and glared at the creamy lioness. "Well, what about you? YOU left."

Nala felt annoyed with her lover. "I left to find help! And I found YOU. Don't you understand? You're our last chance"

"Sorry."

Nala had a look of disbelief. "What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember."

"You're right. I'm not. Now are you satisfied?"

Nala frowned. "No, just disappointed."

Simba snorted. "You know, you're starting to sound like my father."

Simba starts walking away again.

Nala glares at him. "Good. At least one of us does."

Simba is obviously cut by the comment about his father; he tears into Nala with his words. "Listen, you think you can just show up and tell me how to live my life? You don't even know what I've been through!"

"I would if you would just tell me!"

"Forget it!"

"Fine!"

Simba walks off. Nala stares after the retreating lion. She growls before walking off, she found a shaded area and decided to rest there. In the morning she will tell Simba she was leaving. There was no reason to stay here if he wasn't going to return. With a sob Nala laid her head on her paws and closed her eyes.