This Song Is Called You.

25. BROTHER. Let the war begin.

Porchay sat like a king on his throne. His spies in front of him lined up perfectly, letting Porsche approach him.
Porsche was wearing a gray suit, his hair was perfectly styled, giving him the look of a real mafia leader. He walked confidently over to Porchay and the latter gave his big brother a smile before standing up, showing where he was sitting a second ago, nodding slightly.

Porsche sat in the seat, head held high, his gaze scanning his men, as well as Vegas in the distance, near the door, Pete behind him, the poor man looked really nervous.
Porchay winced as he noticed Vegas and he crossed his arms, ignoring the cat-faced man.

"Everyone here, thank you for being here. Let's all get along, right?" Said the strong voice of Porsche.

"Yes sir!" shouted the crowd.

"I expect excellent work from you, it seems to me that my little brother has been preparing you for long enough. Don't disappoint me. Make him proud."

" Yes sir !"

Porsche turned to Chay, with a raised eyebrow and a satisfied look. Porchay noticed Vegas slipping to the left of Porsche, it was like having an angel on his right and a demon on his left.

"Nong Porchay." Vegas greeted him, ignoring Porchay's glare, "Porsche, Kinn already knows you managed to escape, I advise you to get out of here before he came here..."

"My brother is perfectly safe." Porchay hissed, before slamming his white boots on the floor. "This place is unknown, I made sure of that while choosing it."

" Everything is fine." Porsche said raising his hand, imposing himself between the two men. "I've already ended my relationship with Kinn. He knows the next time we see each other it won't be on good terms. He is not stupid enough to come here, we are only talking about business."

Porchay bit his cheek, watching Vegas's face light up, and he crossed his arms, staring at his brother again.

"I don't think P'Kim will ever forgive me, he almost died because of what I did..."

"That's right so I have to thank you for your sacrifice, little brother. But love doesn't last forever while family... This..." Porsche stood up, he put his big warm hand on his little brother's curly hair, his face more affectionate, his gaze warm. "It's us, it's always been just us. Mom was right, it belongs to us. I was blinded by my love towards Kinn, not noticing how much I was capable of... Until I worked with Vegas. I know you don't like him, but he is on our side."

Porchay quickly slid his gaze to Vegas, before leaning down to whisper:

"You want to face this family who stole our heritage but you leave the biggest red flag within our ranks, hia. He is a Theerapanyakul too, do not forget it."

Porsche chuckled, he hugged his little brother against his muscular chest, and sighed:

"Vegas hates them too,
you know that. Moreover, it's Pete that bothers me the most, you know how loyal he is too them...I hope Vegas can tame him."

Porchay backed away, pushing his brother away with a smile, before letting them give orders to the groups of spies.
Chay walked down a narrower hallway, which opened onto a garden, and he walked a bit before glancing behind him.

"Sea, I thought you were in group A? One of our best soldiers, congratulations by the way but.... Why are you here?"

"Excuse me, Khun Porchay, I was thinking that maybe..."

Porchay faced the man, he was almost shining with his all white clothes, his charming smile and the moon reflecting on him. Gently, he settled down near a fountain, slipping his hand into the cold water.

"Were you thinking that I was going to order you to follow Khun Kimhan?"

"I'm not..sure of what you want, Khun Porchay, but I will do everything that you want..."

"I don't want anything," Porchay confessed, his voice weaker. "I'm just choosing my brother, and I'll save him from the grip of Vegas. Without killing him. It's me or Kim. And Kim would have killed my brother."

Sea looked down, he was a comprehensive and understanding man, yes, Khun Kimhan would have killed Porsche without hesitation and Porchay knew it, especially since he hates treason.
Chay looked at the moon, his gaze filled with sadness:

"He wouldn't have forgiven my hia's betrayal and would have killed him, but he won't dare kill me, if it's me who betrayed him... Well at least, I hope so... Having a family is harder than I thought. This is not what I had imagined... Do you have siblings, Sea ?"

"No...It's only me, sir....And I must say that I ... Well...You want to protect people so badly..." Whispered Sea, intrigued by the mental strength of this young boy. "I admire you," Sea confessed, in a more assured voice, "...You are made for this job, if I can put it that way... Loyal to your beloved."

"Thanks."

Porchay's face changed again, colder, yet he still stared at the moon, "Thank you for your loyalty, Sea."

The former fisherman took a step back, admiring the beauty of his leader, he understood why Khun Kimhan loved this man so much. He liked women, but Khun Porchay's beauty was as beautiful as it was dangerous, with his big black eyes, his defined jawline and his dazzling smile. A real angel face, full of complex and hard to understand.

Porchay stood up after a beat, cracking the bones in his neck before glaring at his most loyal guard again.

" Where is Nine?"

"He's locked in a windowless room with two guards watching over the door."

"I could have let him go back to Kim... But Vegas would have him killed right away, he already wanted to ask Porsche to do it, thinking he's a traitor. Make sure Vegas' men don't come near the room, let him forget about Nine's presence."

"Yes, sir, I understand... By the way, I know this is not the right time, but what should I do about the.... cat...?"

Porchay arched an eyebrow, he tilted his head and frowned, as if he was in intense thought, then he smiled.

"Free him, he will find his way back home, but put a collar on Han, and slip a note inside..."

Sea looked surprised at his master but they exchanged a look, understanding each other, he took a piece of paper and lifted his sunglasses.

"What should I write, Khun Porchay?"

"A simple word. For P'Kim to understand... Write it. I want you to write: BROTHERS."

Sea nodded, he understood.

Porsche and Porchay had always been just the two of them all their live, and it would always be that way, even if they had to face the Theerapanyakul family.

Even if the war, which Porchay dreaded so much, had just been declared.