Chapter 14

That night Sakura stayed in bed. She had no dreams and felt as if she was missing part of her. Well that was true considering that part of her soul was taken. But it was something else. Something that was very important to her that made everything happen. And she would soon find out what it was…

The next morning everybody was up and waiting for Sakura. Hornet was making a special breakfast. Riccio, Mosca, and Prosper were cleaning up. Bo was still asleep from his little chocolate adventure the night before. But Scipio kept his promise and stayed home. He didn't even get five hours of sleep.

"Ahhh!" Sakura yawned as she slowly woke up. Looking around she noticed all the lights were on and there was a smell of eggs and toast in the air. She didn't hear any voices until she got up and poked her head over the railing

"Hey, guys! She's up!" Prosper called while looking up at her, "You feel okay? You didn't look so good last night."

"I'm fine now. I Hornet cooking eggs and toast?" she asked

"Yep."

"Awesome!" She slowly made her way down the stairs taking care not to fall over. She felt as if she had seen the Stella for the first time, but she knew she hadn't. When she came out into the open, Bo rushed over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt? Why were you and Scipio out so long?" Bo attacked Sakura with questions. It took her a few seconds to realise what was going on.

"Yes Bo, I'm fine. I can't remember what happened."

Hornet came running out with a paper plate in her hand, "You're awake! Thank God! What happened? Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Just a little tired, that's all." Sakura said. Hornet passed her the food and rushed back to the kitchen. Sakura went to sit at the table, trying to remember what happened. Suddenly it hit her. Scipio explained everything. We promised to stay at home. And I kissed… her thoughts came to a stop.Her heart jumped at the thought. Her face went beat red when she looked down at her feet, and a warm tingly feeling went shooting through her as she went through that memory over and over again. What it felt like. How it happened. She quickly sat down making sure nobody saw her blush.

"Here you go!" Hornet came over with a glass of orange juice.

"Thanks." Sakura took a bite out of her toast. She tried to get past the "certain memory" by thinking of other things. But all she could think of was Scipio. So she gave up and continued to think of last nigh, and how the night was ruined by a certain someone.

As the day went by, the others continued to ask Sakura if she was okay. Of course she said yes even if she didn't feel good since she didn't want any of them to worry. Mosca and Bo went to work on the projector while Prosper, Hornet and Riccio went out to spy on the house. "If only I could be free from this mess." Sakura muttered as she lay in bed for no reason. 'If only I could live my life here and not have someone get in the way of everything.' She thought. Her eyelids began to feel heavy, and she fell asleep once again.

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"Well Bo, I don't think there's much we can do without the right parts." Mosca sighed putting the screwdriver back in his tool box.

"But we have to fix it. What about your movie you were making?" Bo said with sad eyes.

"If we do steal that wing and get our reward, then we might be able to get the parts." Mosca was putting the tool box away.

"Excuse me." Victor said unnoticed under all the rope

"What do you what?" Mosca hissed

"I know a few things about projectors. I can help you fix it, if you untie me." He offered

Mosca was unsure if Victor could be trusted, "Well, even if you do know how to fix this, we don't have enough parts."

"If I've been following correctly, you don't need any new parts."

"I think this would work." Bo jumped, "But I we untie you, will you runaway? I really don't want to live with Esther."

"I give you my word of honour." Victor promised.

For an hour, they worked on the projector, undoing all the work Mosca had done. Soon, Bo began to treat Victor as his friend; even though the others thought Victor was the enemy.

After all Mosca's work had been undone, there was a knock on the door. Bo ran down to see who it was.

"Bo! I told you not to come to the door!" Prosper scolded his brother

"Where's Mosca?" Riccio asked

"He's fixing the projector, with Victor." Bo said with a big smile on his face

"He's doing what?!" Riccio shoved Bo out of the way and ran up the stairs as fast as he could. He reached the projector room and began shouting, "Is this your idea of keeping watch! Who said you could untie him!"

"Calm down Riccio!" Mosca said, "He gave us his word of honour that he wouldn't runaway."

"Exactly, Victor's our friend now." Bo explained hoping Riccio would back off

"Friend?! Are you blind you silly baby?"

"I'm not a silly baby and he's my friend so there."

"He's our prisoner! Our enemy! Scip's gonna go ballistic when he finds out about this!"

"Ha. I could tell you a thing or two about your Scipio." Victor smirked

Riccio suddenly jumped forward and punched Victor right in the nose. Both Hornet and Prosper grabbed Riccio by the arms to hold him back. He was still struggling to reach Victor. Bo handed Victor a tissue.

"What's going on! I was sleeping." Sakura came up. She saw Victor was rubbing his nose and Riccio and being held back, "Uh. I'm guessing you three just got back and Riccio is upset that Victor isn't tied up."

"Yep." Mosca answered

"Well, I could tell you the answers to all these riddles, but I don't suppose you'd believe me." Victor had the same smirk on his face. He began to tell the others about his trip to visit Dottore Massimo. Sakura was about to flip out when he began to talk about seeing Scipio, before she lost control she left.

"Where are you going Sakura?" Bo asked

"I don't want to hear what Victor has to say." The she left. Sakura silently ran to her room and grabbed her jacket, then went for the door. Just before she disappeared behind the curtain, she heard a crunch and Victor cursing at Riccio. She laughed quietly to herself then ran off to find Scipio.