Chapter Four
By spookystingray
After an odd and complex series of events, Kovu ended up being raised in America by a random couple who will otherwise have no part in this story, and he grew up to become an accidentally-metrosexual hair stylist (he somehow didn't catch on to the part where people will think he's gay if he's a hair stylist?). On the latest of several he-thinks-it's-a-date-and-she-thinks-she's-shopping-with-her-new-gay-best-friend non-dates (which he actually rather enjoyed, since he had somehow gotten the impression that this was what sex was), he saw a beautiful young lady in a bright yellow sundress across the street.
"Wow, she's hot!" he exclaimed.
"I thought you were gay, you pig!" his date proclaimed, and slapped him, as he thought, but I'm always gay when I shop.
"I guess she thought I was an exclusive shopper," he shrugged.