Broken Memories

Searching for Him

A/N: Okay this is a crazy idea I had for these two.  I wanted to try something different and this was the result. Please go easy on me as this entire idea came out of nowhere. After seeing the look of devastation on Kongpob's face I think he could have been more upset then we see on the screen. This is my take on what could have happened.

Arthit isn't the least bit surprised when the juniors had gathered in the room all with expressions of guilt on their faces. After breaking the rules he expects no other response. The juniors are being punished and rightfully so. He scans the area and notices a hand raised.

"May I ask permission please?"

It was Em, Kongpob's friend. Arthit narrows his eyes, "No. You are grounded."

Another hand, this time it is Mae, "May I ask permission please."

Arthit can feel his anger rising, "No!"

Another hand rose, another one of Kongpob's friends. It is then Arthit takes a good look around, "Where is Kongpob?"

Em stands up keeping his head down unable to focus on his senior, "That's what we wanted to ask permission for. Kongpob's missing."

Arthit's eyes widen, "What do you mean missing?"

"He never came back after he went after you last night," Oak speaks up as he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose a guilty expression evident on his face, "Oh and it was my idea to take the drinks from you, Kongpob didn't want to but I insisted." His eyes drop.

Arthit turns to look at Knott and Tuta before nodding, "You two come with me, the rest of you keep an eye on them."

Knott and Tuta follow Arthit out of the room. Before they get very far they step back in surprise when Arthit slams his fist against the wall, "Ai'Arithit, what the hell?!" Knott asks immediately moving to check his friend's knuckles.

Arthit moves his hand away, his eyes raising in confusion when the door to the hall opened, "What are you two doing out here?" he looks up at Prem who is standing behind them, "Why are they-

Em steps forward, "Please forgive us P'Arthit. We just needed to tell you that, Wad saw Kongpob come back to the room briefly last night. He didn't say anything to us, but he looked really upset."

"I think he may have been crying," Wad puts in, "I tried to ask him where he was going but he wouldn't answer."

Em turns to head back into the room but stops, "P'Arthit. We want to help you look for Kongpob, but we won't ask to because we know you'll refuse to let us. We understand we must face the consequences of our actions. But we still want to help," He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a recently taken photo, "Maybe you can ask some of the beachgoers if they've seen Kongpob by showing them this photo," Em suggests.

Arthit accepts the picture finding it to be of Kongpob, Mae, Oak, and Wad, "This will help, thank you." He turns to Tuta and Knott, "Use your phones to take a picture of this photo,"

Knott and Tuta do just that and once the photo has been shared Arthit turns to look at Em, "I'll keep the picture safe, thank you."

"No, P'Arthit, thank you. Please be careful." Em responds as he and Wad head back into the gathering room.

Arthit's hands tightened into fists again but he takes a deep breath when he feels Knott's, hand on his shoulder, "Come on, we need to start looking," He looked at Tuta, "You double check the hotel, Knott and I will look along the beach."

Tuta nods, "I'll text if I find him."

Arthit looks at Knott, "You take the left I'll take the right. Text me an update every five minutes." With that Arthit turns heel and heads out towards the beach. Around this time the area is populated with tourists and Arthit stops every few groups greeting the people respectively before showing them the picture and asking if they had seen Kongpob.

To his disappointment no one recognizes the junior Engineer student, nor does anyone claim to have seen him. It reaches the five-minute mark and his phone pings with an oncoming text.

KNOTT: I've found him. I'm about half a mile from our meeting point. Something is wrong though, get here quickly.

Arthit thanks the current group of beachgoers quickly sends a text to Tuta then to Knott. Once he gets the confirmation he shoves his phone into his shorts pocket and makes a beeline for the other end of the beach.

By the time he reaches his destination, Arthit is breathing hard. He takes a moment to catch his breath and collect his bearings. He schools his expression and walks up to Knott who is pointing towards Kongpob.

The Junior in question is sitting near the waves, his legs pulled up to his chest his face his buried on his knees. His entire body language makes it appear as if he is protecting himself. Arthit turns to look at Knott in question, "Have you tried to approach him?"

Knott nods, "I have but every time I do he moves away." He looks at the Junior, "Ai'Arthit, something's wrong."

Arthit, however, is getting frustrated. He steps forward towards his Junior, "Kongpob!"

Kongpob looks up at Arthit then begins to scoot away from him. His eyes widened in fear and Arthit notices confusion.

Arthit takes another step, only again to witness Kongpob moving away from him, "Kongpob this isn't funny, now stop-"

Kongpob physically curls in himself, shaking like a leaf, "Please, please don't hurt me." His voice is soft almost too soft to be heard over the crashing waves.

Arthit's stern expression is replaced with a look of confusion, "Kongpob, I'm not going to hurt you." He takes a chance and steps closer before the younger boy can move. Only then does he notice the trail of blood on the back of Kongpob's head and neck, "Kongpob, you're hurt. Let me take a look," Arthit requests before adding, "Please."

Kongpob looks up at Arthit, his eyes widened in fear before he nods slowly.

Arthit allows no hesitation, as he cautiously approaches his Junior. Kneeling down he carefully inspects the back of Kongpob's head feeling where the bump is, pulling back when Kongpob whimpers in pain. He mutters another apology before glancing down, noticing several bruises on the younger boy's right leg. Upon closer inspection, Arthit realizes there are even more injuries,"Kongpob? What happened last night? The concern he had earlier the day before when Kongpob appeared to have been drowning was now resurfacing, "Who hurt you?"

Kongpob wraps his arms around his torso, shaking his head slowly, "I don't, I don't know."

Knott who has been standing silent the whole time cautiously approaches the pair, "Kongpob, what do you mean you don't know? You don't know who they were?"

Kongpob without realizing it clings to Arthit shaking, "I mean I don't know, I-" He swallows as his voice begins to shake, "I don't remember."

Arthit thinks back to the night before when Kongpob and chased after him in hopes to apologize. It was true Kongpob had looked at him like a whipped puppy when Arthit had told him to get out of his sight. Had the boy taken him seriously? "Kongpob, what's the last thing you remember?"

Kongpob closes his eyes for a moment before opening them and shaking his head, "I don't remember anything, I don't-" He looks up at Arthit, "I don't remember who you are," he turns to look at Knott, "Or you. I-" he closes his eyes again, "I don't remember anything."

A/N: yep I did that! Sorry if Kongpb seemed like a weakling. I have a reason for that. And if you all want to find out what happens next or basically if you want me to continue please let me know I the comments! Comments and votes mean the world to me! And look forward to an update on 'Fragile Hearts' as well soon!