Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this chapter (apart from the mention at the end) I do not own the Lion King either.
I know this chapter is short, but I wanted to keep you interested as I am on holiday until next Wednesday (give me sometime to write a couple more chapters though)
Zazu's Diary
Friday
I am still trying to get my head around what I have done. Why did I follow her to that tree? Zazu, the clever, smart, organised bird that the king relies on, has turned in to an a mad fool that has affairs and breaks up marriages. Simba can't rely on me any more, what if I make more mistakes?
"Zazu? Where have you been? You have missed the Morning Report, it's not like you!"
"Your majesty, I'm sorry, I really am! I don't know what happened."
"Are you ok? You've been acting weird since Wednesday."
"Oh sire, I've done a horrible thing, you can't rely on me any more!"
"You are the only person who I can rely on in times of crisis, what on earth have you done to break that?"
"I...I...I had an affair with a bird from the circus. The one that got injured? She's married."
"Yes...well that doesn't make anything right, but I can still rely on you, Zazu, you do the best job for me, I couldn't lose you."
"Oh, but I couldn't stay! I need to leave here. I need to talk to someone."
I guess Timon and Pumbaa can be useful. Using one of Timon's little 'plans', they got into the circus and found out some details for me. I don't know how they do it, but they can do whatever anyone asks of them. Simba told me that some of the happiest times of his life he spent in the jungle with them. Unfortunately, they were the worst years of our lives back at Pride Rock under Scar's reign. He kept me in a ribcage and made me sing (traumatising I know).
But before I left I had to say some goodbyes. Timon and Pumbaa were in tears of course, they can't cope with anything. I had to seek out Kiara.
When I eventually found her, she was ripping a gazelle carcass apart.
"Um, Kiara, we need to talk."
"Shoot Zazu!" She had blood all around her mouth.
"I am leaving, your Royal Highness."
"WHAT? Does father know? Why? Where?"
"Yes, he knows. I am going far, far away. I have to meet someone. I may not be back for a while, Kiara, you have to make sure your father copes, and do not, I repeat do not let Timon and Pumbaa be the people Simba relies on."
"But Zazu, don't go!"
"Goodbye, Kiara."
I have always said I have an 'Inner Compass' but I am starting to think I lost it many years ago. I am writing this from somewhere that is further from where I want to get to than I was at home! I've gone backwards!
But not all is lost. I spend my time in the air planning what I will say. I mean, what would you say to someone whose mate you've slept with?
Authors Note: Short I know! please REVIEW cos it makes me so happy! and I want to come back to 15 reviews before my next chapter! I have a feeling this story might turn out to be not many chapters, but it is the first FF that I have stuck with! Hope you enjoy it!