Chapter 14

What dreams may come


The imaginary landscape had tuned into an ocean of stars with floating cliffs and waterfalls floating around.

Kuhisha and Simba leaped from formation to formation.

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"So, what exactly are we looking for ?" Asked Simba.

"How am I supposed to know that?" Retorted Kuhisha.

"It's your screwed up mind." Snickered Simba.

"Oh and that obviously means I know how to get myself out of a coma?" Countered Kuhisha.

"I mean..." Just then Simba stopped.

"What the f**k?" He exclaimed whide eyed.

The Kuhisha saw it too.

"What the f**k indeed.

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"So how long is this gonna take?" Asked Mheetu.

"It depends."Answered Rafiki.

"It depends on what?" Asked Mheetu this time a tad annoyed.

"It depends on how fast they reach their goal." Answered Rafiki with his usual calm demenure.

"So what's the goal then?" Asked Nala.

"That is a very good question." Answered Rafiky much to the annoyance of the rest of the group.

"It almost sounds like you don't know." Kuchekesha remarked.

Rafiki chuckled. "Maybe i do maybe I don't. The point is that only Simba and Kuhisha can determine how quickly

their mental journey will end."

"I really wonder just what exactly they are seeing right now." Nala mused.


"A giant sparkling version of my girlfriend?!"

Simba almost yelled, tho in the dream realm a whisper can feel like an explosion and a scream can seem like leaves rustling in the wind.

"Why are you yelling at me?" Countered Kuhisha.

"Because it's your f**cking mind." Counter-countered Simba.

"Why are you thinking of my girlfriend like that? I thought you were gay?" Simba asked.

"Ok, first of all I never said i was gay and secondly, I truly have no idea what she is doing here."

The almost godlike glittering version of Nala levitated lazily through the eternal sea of stars.

"You're lying." Stated Simba.

"Why would I be lying. We are in my mind. I'm being honest and I have no idea." Kuhisha kept on insisting.

"So what exactly do you think of Nala then?" Simba inquired.

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"I..." Before Kuhisha could even answer did the apperation of Nala burst into pink dust just to manifest itself a

few seconds later in normal size in front of Kuhisha.

"Looky who it is." The apparition said with an undeniable teasing tone of voice.

"If it isn't the big, strong and oh so brave Kuhisha." Said the glittering version of Nala in mockery as she circled

Kuhisha, her tail playfully sweeping across his chin.

Kuhisha kept quiet.

"What's the matter? No boast, no display of superiority. Is little Kuhisha lost for words?"

Simba watched in confusion.

"What the ever-loving crap?" He uttered.

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The apparition kept on teasing Kuhisha and he just didn't react.

"Kuhisha? Are you ok?" Simba asked, now being genuinely worried.

"Wh-what?" Kuhisha snapped out of it and turned to face Simba.

His face was bright red.

The sparkling appartion kept on circling Kuhisha and so he got distracted once again.

"I think i might now know what we need to do." Muttered Simba under his breath.


"I am seriously considering telling your parents about this. I don't doubt that Simba and Kuhisha will be

successful in what they need to do.

But I'm not sure how quickly they get it done and the King and Queen as well as Kuhishas Mother will want to know what is going on." Rafiki pondered.

The assembled Cubs looked at him wide-eyed.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Even crazy old Rafiki has a sense of classic responsibility." He reasoned.

"Tell you what," He said. "I give them until the sun starts to touch the horizon. Should they still not be done by then, then I will have to tell your parents."


Back in the void Simba was trying to find a way to get Kuhisha to face one final fear and not be consumed by it.

The apparition kept ,what Simba guessed must've been sweet talking.

"Hey Kuhisha."Simba roared.

Kuhisha just mumbled something incoherent.

He was entranced.

The entire field of stars that was surrounding them had turned a warm shade of purple.

"There has to be something to get him out of this around here somewhere" Said Simba as he started to leap from floating rock

to floating rock in search for a feather or a twig...something to help snap Kuhisha out of it.

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It wasn't long before Simba got lost. The vastness of Kuhishas subconsciousness was unfathomably large.

There was no beginning and no end. When Simba decided to look back he realised , to his shock, that Kuhisha and the figure resembling Nala were gone.

He spun around , trying to find some point of didn't.

He spun around once more, slowly starting to panic.

What if he never found his way back. What if neither he nor Kuhisha ever woke up again?

He started to breath as he was about to cry for help did an entrance to a cave appear.

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Suddenly almost everything went black around Simba.

Just the caves entrance remained illuminated by some unseen light source.

The light didn't penetrate the persisting darkness inside the cave.

A whisper started to sound from within the depths of the cave.

Simba looked at the cave in a mix of fear and fascination.

"Hello?" He hesitantly asked, but no answer was heared as the whispers continued.

Simba put one paw in front of another, slowly approaching the all consuming darkness.

"Is someone there?" He asked into the darkness.

Still no answer, just whispers.

Simba was now inside the cave. He hadn't stepped into the darkness just yet.

The purple glow still bathed him in light.

Summoning all his bravery, Simba stepped into the darkness.

The moment his paws had left the light, the purple glow faded away.

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Now Simba really didn't know where he was or who else was with him in the darkness.

The whispers were getting louder...or were they distancing themselves? Simba couldn't tell.

They seemed to be anywere and nowhere at once.

What were they saying?

Where they mocking him?

Were they plotting, scheming or maybe getting ready to attack?

Simba couldn't tell. They were to chaotic.

But there was a low hum coming from somewhere too.

Then it stopped, only to start again.

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Simba concentrated on that hum.

It was a constant in a sea of chaos.

Simba started to walk towards the humming noise. It got louder and more nuanced.

It was a melody. The whispers started to die down but the humming remained.

Simba kept walking. Then suddenly , light returned. It was pale light but light none the less and that light

illuminated a vail of vines.

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Simba wanted to step through the vail but a grown lion with a mane of white fire stepped out before he could enter and blocked his way.

"Stay away!" The lion roared and gleamed at Simba with intensity.

"This is not for you to see." Declared the lion.

"What is not for me to see?" Asked Simba.

"That which lays behind the vail." Responded the lion, his eyes too glowing white.

"I don't understand. What is it?" Asked Simba somewhat intimidated.

"None of your business is what it is." Exclaimed the lion.

"That doesn't sound very majestic." Countered Simba, now less intimidated.

"Your mom is not majestic." Said the lion, who seemed to slowly lose in size and mane.

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Before Simba could answer, a female voice could be heard from behind the vines.

"Kuhisha! What did I tell you about name calling?"

"I...ugh. Really mom? Now?" Responded the lion, who by now was the size of a teenage lion.

"Now and always. You are not going to make or keep friends by insulting their mothers. You wouldn't want them

to insult me, now would you?" Asked the voice.

"Ok ok. I'm sorry mom." Said the lion, who now looked exactly like Kuhisha just with a white fire instead of a tuft of mane

on his head.

"I'm not the one you should apologize to." Sounded the voice.

Kuhisha shuffled his feet sheepishly on the ground and said:" I'm sorry. I'm sure your mom is really majestic."

"Apology accepted ... I guess." Said Simba in slight bewilderment. He still didn't know what to make of this.

"Kuhisha, why don't you invite your friend inside?" Asked the voice

"D-do you want to come inside?" Asked Kuhisha.

Simba was still confused. Did Kuhisha not recognize him? If so , why?

"Sure." He said and stept through the vines.

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Inside he saw a familiar face.

It was Umusa, Kuhishas lay in the middle of the dimly lit cave.

Kuhisha rushed past Simba and into his mothers arms. There he shrunk yet again to the size of a very young cub and fell

asleep in his mothers arms.

Umusa was huming a lullaby to him.

That must've been the hum Simba had heard.

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"I don't understand." Said Simba.

Umusa raised her head and smiled.

"You are in the most guarded mental place of Kuhisha." Umusa explained.

"So this isn't really Kuhisha?" Asked Simba.

"It is, but it isn't. All of this is his mind , so he," She gestured to the small snoozing cub." is a part of Kuhishas mind.

"But it's not his main focused self. Not who he is but who he feels he is when he is with me, his mother." Umusa went on.

"We act and feel different based on who we are with.

You might be more courageous when you're with friends, or maybe feel more secure when you with your mother and father since you know they'll keep you safe.

But being courageous and feeling secure don't mix too well and Kuhisha is very carefull not to let anyone catch him when he feels safe and sound.

Especially not when he is snuggled up against his mother. That is why he took on the form of the grown mighty lion to protect this part of his just isn't

very secure about this part of himself." Umusa finished.

"I guess that makes sense I'm not too keen either on letting anyone see me being tucked in by my mom." Simba reasoned.

Umusa nodded.

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"I take it you need help with something, otherwise you wouldn't have wandered of so far into Kuhishas sub consciousness." Said Umusa.

"Yes...that is...I'm not sure. The thing is ...i think Kuhisha might have a crush on my girlfriend but he's not willing to admit it...i think. " Simba tried to explain.

"I think I might know how you can get through to him." Said Umusa with a confident smile.


End of Chapter 14

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