What I've Been Through [PRIVATE: AC & Nakisisa]

[AustralianChaos]

Tanga smiled. "Of course I will," he said softly, before turning to Simba, noticing that he did look exceptionally nervous...almost scared. What was he about to say that could make such a look appear on his muzzle.

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Simba shuffled nervously, sitting down. "Before...you asked my why I did not come back to Pride Rock, even after all this time. I said I just needed to live my own life, but that wasn't entirely true. I...I left because I was going to get thrown out of the pride anyway. There was no chance of me staying...not after what I'd done." At this point, he head dropped, and he stared at his paws, hating what he was about to admit. "I...it was an accident Nala, I swear, but...Mufasa...he's dead...he's dead because of me. It was an accident, but it's still all my fault."

He suddenly rambled, feeling the need to explain everything before Nala could say or do anything. "That's why I ran away...that's why I never came back. I know I'll never be welcome back a Pride Rock ever again. That's why I said it's better with Scar as king...no-one is going to want a king who killed his own father."

[Nakisisa]

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Nala was stunned, she didn't say a word, but just lay there. Looking at Tanga for guidance, then back at Simba, she was truly lost for words

[AustralianChaos]

Tanga finally turned to Nala, almost as shocked as she was. "I thought you said his father died in a stampede?" he asked, confused by the conflicting nature of the stories.

If Simba's father died in a stampede, then how could it possibly be his fault? How could he have possibly done something to get his father killed like that?

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Simba was waiting for Nala to say something, and was a little surprised when the golden-furred male spoke up instead. He looked up, curious about this male who Nala seemed very close to, but put his curiosity aside for another time...for now there were more important things at hand, as he continued to wait for Nala to say something.

[Nakisisa]

Nala first replied to Tanga. "He... He did, but Simba was in the stamped, that's why his father is dead, he tried to save him from the stamped" she said, her voice sounding distant. Her mind even more so. She was in turmoil, and her mind filled with emotion. She wanted to get up and run to Simbas side, nuzzle him and smell him, knowing she had always meant to do it, and never loose faith in finding him, even after all the years apart. She wanted to comfort the sorrow he must be feeling and make him happy and loved.

Yet another part of her wanted to stay there by Tangas side. He had been kind to her and seemed to enjoy her presence, unlike simba had after they expressed there feelings. She wanted to loose herself in his deep black mane, and rub against his golden fur. She wanted to love Tanga like a mate, and help him become more courageous, make him her king.

At that point she knew everything came down to the next few minutes of her life. Either way, she would return to the pridelands with help, and there future king. Either way, one would leave and never return. She was torn between her two loves, and soon she would have to decide.

"Simba... I don't know what to say" was all her voice could manage

[AustralianChaos]

Now Tanga was really confused. "But..." he turned to Simba. "If your father was killed in the stampede, how can it possibly be your fault?"

Simba looked up at him. "Because I was there...if I had not been, he wouldn't have had to run into the gorge to save me..."

Tanga sighed. "Could you, in any way, have known that the stampede was going to occur right then, and right there? How can you blame yourself for what was...for all purposes...an accident?" Tanga was really confused now. What Simba was describing sounded like a horrible accident, so why would he blame himself?

Simba hung his head once more, fighting back his emotions. "Scar...Scar said that he's still be alive if it wasn't for me...told me that everyone would blame me...told me to run...to run away and never return..."

[Nakisisa]

Nala sighed a heavy sigh. She knew she hadn't made up her mind, but knew she couldn't bare to see simba like he was. "I'll be back for you in a minute" Nala whispered to Tanga as she got up, and slowly walked towards Simba. She was traveling slowly to start with, knowing rushing would only cause Simba more pain, and that's what she couldn't stand.

As she got half way there, she slowed to an almost stop. "Simba..." she asked hesitantly. "Simba, do you want to talk to me?" she asked kindly, looking over her shoulder to see where Tanga was and what he was doing. "Simba... We need to talk" Nal replied slightly more firmly, knowing she had to do it now.

Edit: using characters from a different RP

[AustralianChaos]

Tanga watched Nala approach Simba. He would be lying if he did not say he was scared of losing her in this moment, since she seemed to want to get over her earlier problems with Simba. But he was, in a way, used to the disappointment, and as such was willing to go along with it and accept it if Nala chose Simba over himself...although he did hope they could still be friends.

As Nala turned back to look at him, he gave her a warm smile, even if some of it had to be forced, as he tried his best to ignore the mild pangs of jealousy he was getting, and waved for her to focus on Simba. He was not going to let his own feelings get in the way of what Nala was after...his feelings had never mattered before, and despite all of Nala's attempts to boost his self-esteem, he still believed it to a large extent.

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Simba leaned away from Nala's approaching form cautiously, worried she might be about to rant at him again, now that she knew what he had done. "Okay..." he said very hesitantly, unsure of exactly where Nala was going to go with this. He still remembered the way she had intervened on his fight with Bardu, and was worried of a similar thing happening here. if she was angry at him over Bardu, what could she possibly do to him for killing Mufasa?

[Nakisisa]

Nala turned to simba now, knowing the next few moments would shape her life. And seeing Tangas expression had made it even harder. She smiles back at him, and knew she had to say it. "Simba, I'm always here for you, as a friend, if you want to talk, but... I have to be realistic" Nala said, now looking to see those deep loving eyes one last time

"I'm sorry Simba, but Tanga won." she said, walking back over to her friend, and hopeful Mate and King to be. She stopped a step away from tanga, and looked into his deep beautiful eyes. "You Won" she whispers to him

[AustralianChaos]

Simba had not expected Nala to say that, of all things, and as such, his mind did not fully process what was happening until Nala was already by Tanga's side.

"Oh..." was all he managed to say. He had always believed he had lost Nala for quite some time now...but it was still a shock to have it confirmed once and for all. "Uhh...I...I understand, I guess," he finally said, managing to look up at the two of them.

The smallest hint of a smile crept onto his face as he realised that Nala had said she would still be around as a friend. He had at least salvaged something by talking to her...so he was going to take it. "I can accept being a friend, Nala...even if I don't deserve even that."

He then turned his attention to the male. "So...your name's Tanga, huh?" he said, keeping his voice casual and conversational, not wanting to create any tension by seeming disappointed. "What's your story, then...where are you from?"

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Tanga was similarly shocked as Nala whispered that he'd won. When he finally did regain his senses, he gave her a loving nuzzle. "I didn't 'win', Nala...you're not a prize," he said.

But he was soon distracted as Simba addressed him, nodding as the copper-maned lion confirmed his name. He was happy that Simba was taking his apparant loss of Nala affections well, but that happiness faded the moment Simba asked about his background. The memories were still hard to accept, and he really did not feel like talking about them, especially the ones regarding Kulinda right now.

"My past is...troubled, to say the least," he admitted, before looking at Nala. "If you want to tell him, go ahead," he said softly. "I'm not up to talking about it right now."

[Nakisisa]

Nala just laughed and gave him a little lick of affection, hoping tanga would understand what she meant. But as simba started to speak, mixed emotions filled her mind, happiness, sorrow, doubt? She knew that simba would be a good friend, hopefully as they always had been. He was happy he understood, but was sad she made him feel like he had, and even a slight doubt established in her mind about her making the right decision.

As Tanga asked for her to explain his past, she gave him a comforting lick and nuzzle. "You'd been the runt of the litter, and everyone had been picking on him from the moment he'd been born" she said turning to Simba, "He had just suffered a particularly bad beating..." she was about to reveal his loss aswell, but decided against it, ... when he ran away, where he met me. He was all tangled up in vines, and thought I was there to crush him before some of his pride killed him, then after a while, here we are" Nala said, loosing the last few words