By spookystingray
Thick blood oozing down his thighs, organs exposed by the opening in his abdomen, he looked away, bracing himself against the pain.
"What are you painting?" a playful, melodious voice brought Kovu out of his trance-like state. He paused for a moment, swimming upward back to reality, then he smiled at Kiara.
"It's Prometheus. His punishment for bringing the power of fire to mortals is being chained to a rock for eternity, where every day an eagle eats his liver. It grows back and is eaten each day."
"Kind of gruesome." Kiara made a mock grossed-out face, then her eyes widened in realization and she beamed at Kovu. "So, is that who Promethea's named after?"
"That's right."
"But I don't want your liver to get eated!" she pouted at Kovu and grabbed his arm. He tilted his head up to kiss Kiara, catching her by surprise, and Kovu, the chair he sat in, and Kiara fell in a pile. A real rom-com picture perfect moment: the sort of thing he lived for. He kissed her repeatedly on the face as she tried to stop cackling. "Noooo, we have to get readyyyy!"
"Okay, okay."
They were going clubbing that night. Kovu went to the bathroom, took his mood stabilizers and vitamins, and shaved his face carefully. His look tonight wouldn't really work if it was obvious that he had to shave his face.
A little while later, they were ready.
"Do I look okay?"
"Honey, you look fine."
Kovu was going out as Promethea tonight. His handsome, somewhat androgynous figure had become a gorgeous bombshell in leather. Promethea was a bit nervous, but only for a moment, then she smiled at Kiara and they went out into the world.