The Song Of Us.

Family.

Kim was on the ground, his cheek flushed and his nose bleeding from the punch Porsche had just thrown.  Tankhun entered the living room with Arm and Pol, at the same time and he immediately yelled at Porsche:

- Oi have you lost your mind?!  Are you completely sick or what?  LET HIM GO, AI' KINN STOP YOUR WIFE FROM KILLING MY BROTHER.

Porsche grabbed Kim by the collar for the deadlift but Kinn stopped him. 

- That motherfucker broke up with Porchay. Porsche spat with hatred. 

Tankhun slowly turned to his little brother... Then he grabbed the young man by the shoulders and he started shaking him in all directions:

- YOU DID WHAT ?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!? ARE YOU FUCKING DUMB ?!? Come here, I am gonna kill you, I swear, I will make you suffer, no one hurt baby Chay or else I will punish them, come here!!! FUXKING MORON ! HOW COULD YOU ? HE LOVED YOU SO MUCH !!!

  Luckily Pete arrived with Vegas on his heels, and Kim let Kinn explain the situation for everyone. 

- Kim didn't want to endanger Porchay because of Pa. You all here know how he is.  (Vegas nodded and Pete shook his hand).  He is capable of the worst, Porsche.  Kim just meant well, if Porchay had known since the beginning that he was going to Italy in order to eliminate this family, Pa would have noticed his behavior. He needed a real situation, so that he could fool Pa. Don't you guys judge him, because if I had to do something similar with Porsche, I would always choose to do the same.

    Kim wiped his nose with the back of his hand then he said in a heavy voice:

- There's something new.  Father had obviously foreseen the possibility that his plan might not go as he wanted.  He have Porchay.  They are overseas I believe.  He might use him against us. No. In fact, Pa is going to kill Porchay, if we represent a threat. Because that what I would do.
- Fuck him. Porsche was smoking so much that the whole room was blurry.

  Tankhun who was listening attentively looked at Arm seriously and the latter immediately rushes to do research on his computer.  After long minutes, Arm said:

- I'm downloading surveillance videos for airports and seaports, Khun Kim.  I will then launch a facial recognition to avoid too much work, but it will take time I am sorry.

Porsche put an encouraging hand on his friend's shoulder before glancing at Vegas.  Kinn began calling influential people in the travel world in hopes of getting information.
    Despite his anger, Tankhun handed Kim a handkerchief filled with ice cubes. 

  - For your nose.  It would be stupid to destroy such a beautiful face, the gods who gave it to you would be angry if it was broken.  Humph.  Let me seriously ask you, Ai'Kim.  Do you love Porchay? 

   Kimhan looked down, he looked lost and confused, he never wanted to hurt Porchay but the latter always came back to him, as if they were bound by fate. Running away from Chay was hard, but he could still be happy just to look at him, while being distant, remaining in the dark...

   - I don't want to put him in danger anymore, and he'll probably never want me again... Not after what I've done to him again.  He won't forgive me.  Not this time...I broke his heart.

    Khun No watched his little brother's face attentively and stroked his hair tenderly, as if to console him:

- Porchay is not the only one with a broken heart, from what I see.  You are just too stupid to understand that you will be unhappy separated.  At least Porchay believes in you so  YOU should believe in him, that will make a  change. You are the own master of your love story, Kim. I will support you guys, Team KimChay !

   Porsche looked at the two brothers with anger and he pointed an angry finger at Kim:

- I hope my brother will make you eat the dust.  He is the most honest person of this earth, despite his strong character, he remains sweet and adorable. He deserves to be happy, not all this mess. I really hope that you will disappear of his life. You don't deserve him.
- Hum.
- Ai'Porsche ! Scowled Khun. It is not up to you, Porchay will have the final word. If he need time, he can have it. Do not interfere, you stupid couple-breaker.

Kimhan nodded, Porsche was right and he knew it.  But his heart was convinced that Chay would never open his heart to him again.  And that was okay, because Kim couldn't forgive himself neither. He was a monster and monster never had a good ending, deep down, he wished for his father to kill him. Saving Chay or dying doing it was a good way to redeem himself, he hope so actually...

- I won't do anything to him again.  I just want to save him one last time and then I'll let him choose.  He can ask what he wants from me. I am ready to disappear forever.
- Great.

🏙🏙🏙

Vegas exchanged a look with Porsche again, he didn't really care about Porchay, but avenging his father was motivation enough to be in the presence of this crazy family.  And Pete would have hit him otherwise - because of things like, you know, friendships and loyalty... pretty boring but Vegas was always in for killing people, especially Khun Korn.

Everyone was waiting calmly, their eyes fixed on Arm, Pol massaging his shoulders and finally after two long hours, Arm shouted:

- I think I've found Nong Porchay!!  The clothes correspond to those of our training!  They left for a flight to... Japan. Yeah I am pretty sure, it's a flight for Osaka.

   Kinn frowned, hands on his hips, he already seemed to be thinking about all his knowledge on the spot that could help find his father.  Kim looked at the screen and he recognized Chay's silhouette, his heart sank. 

- Arm.
- Yes Khun Kim? 
- Ask for the private plane, I need it right now.  I have to go to Japan.
- We're all going, Porsche grumbled angrily.  That asshole kidnapped my little brother, and this time I'm gonna make sure his body would be really cold... 

Vegas grinned cruelly, he agreed with Porsche, as always lately.
Only Kinn, Tankhun and Pete seemed stressed by the situation.  They had a hard time hating on Khun Korn, despite everything he had done.... But Porsche, Vegas and Kim were determined, Porchay would be saved, no matter the number of victims.