He nodded. "I'm glad you wanted to come."
Smirking slightly, I asked "Why wouldn't I have?"
"I know you fear me. Sometimes, I feel it in the air."
"That's ridiculous and you know it!" I cried.
Smiling, Kovu whispered. "I'll never be like him. Like Scar. Zira wants me to be, but I will never."
Satisfied for the moment, I sprawled onto the grass and gazed up at the stars. "I'm not afraid of you, you know. Infact, I might actually kinda like you." Laughing, Kovu joined me on the grass. "Oh, really? Well, I have a confession myself. I might actually like you as well."
Gazing up at the stars, I looked at Kovu and said "Infact, I might actually love you."
Without hesitation, Kovu smiled. "Yeah, I figured that. And I would say the same to you, but I mean your dad is watching us from that hill over there."
"Forget him," I told Kovu. I was still upset with my parents.
"Listen Kiara, I have to tell you something."
Oh no, I thought. The last thing I need is another secret to keep.
"I need to tell you something, Kiara. I know you think that I'm like Scar and everything, but the truth is, I am not even related to him. He picked my from another pride and gave me to Zira to raise for the throne."
I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. I definatly didn't want to be Kovu's sister or anything.
Smiling, I turned to Kovu and layed my head on his mane.
