Ok. I finally got an idea for the next chapter, and so I decided to write it down! I hope you like it, oh and btw:

I DO NO'T OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST! I do own my character, Sakura, and Kaiyoko owns her character by the same name.

Memories...

A bright, yellow light flashed in the room of a small house. The mailbox, filled with long-forgotten letters read 'Okutama', the last name of the two remaining resedents of the house. Two young girls kneeled before an alchemic array with hopeful looks upon their young faces. Then the light began to change, and there lives began to do the same.

Blue. Dark blue light whirling around the two. Black hands, coming from an unknown source. A gate, perhaps.

Then there was nothing. White. A white room, with no windows, no sound.

"Hello? Kai? You there? Anyone here?"

"Ah! Thanks for asking..." And on that note Sakura Okutama was whirled into an unending tornado of information.

"The Truth..." Was the last thing she remembered thinking before awaking to the nightmare of the two sister's failure.

A young girl with short, straight, blonde hair stared at the mass of blood, bones, and muscle that lay before her.

"How did this happen? Why did it turn out this way? She thought to herself.

Her gaze drifted to another girl, with shorter, dark-blonde hair, who was clutching her left shoulder and wincing. Blood seeped through her fingers and dripped onto the girls clothes.

"At least Kai's alive. I think I'm alive too. But..." She stopped and looked over her own bloody torso. Her left leg ended above where the knee should have been, and then her right shoulder was all that remained of her arm. "I don't feel any pain. How can I be alive? I'm missing two limbs, yet I feel nothing..."

Then everything went dark.

Sakura Okutama's gaze drifted from her sister to the girl with long blonde hair, then at the old woman holding up a medical tool.

"That must have something to do with my surgery" She thought.

"Hey! Sakura, are you listening?" Said Winry Rockbell. "We're trying to explain some of the things...oh forget it." She smiled. Sakura had always found some way to avoid listening if something bored her. "You'll just find out everything when we start your surgery."

"By the way..." Said Pinnako Rockbell, or as Sakura preferred 'The Old Lady' "When do you want us to start? With your automail, I mean."

"I chose to go first, seeing as this is my fault anyways...so I better decide .." Sakura thought. "As soon as possible. Tomorrow even." I want to get this over as fast as I can...

"Al...Alright then, if you're truly confident, we can start by next Tuesday." Replied Pinnako, with a shocked look upon her face. "Those girls are strong." She thought. "If only they'd come here a few months earlier, then they would have met the Elrics..."

Winry sat there, perplexed. Sakura, the older of the two sisters, had already done so much, and lost even more, in her life. And now she had decided to go through with what could possibly be the most painful surgery of her life. "Umm...would you guys like something to eat?" She said.

"Sure!" Said Kaiyoko, the 10 year old sister of Sakura.

"Yeah, sure. I'm pretty hungry I guess." Sakura said, with a worried look on her face. "Umm, but do you think that sometime, maybe, I could see something like a book on..."

"On automail?" Said Winry, finishing Sakura's question. "Sure. I'll go find you one, and you can read it whenever you want to."

Sakura simply smiled and said "Thanks."

And as Winry handed her the book, Sakura couldn't do anything except gaze into the distance, with that same sad smile on her face.

Sakura sat on the porch of the Rockbells' home, and held that book in her lap.

As she looked down at the book that Winry had handed her, she saw two drops of water fall on its brown, leather, cover.

"Must be raining." She thought, and looked up the sky.

And then she just let everything go; all the emotions she'd been covering. Everything she was hiding, trying not to show. "Its my fault, and I have nothing to cry about. Why should I cry? Kai hasn't cried at all, and its my fault she's missing an arm anyways. Damnit. I'm not going to cry, because I have no reason to. I won't. I can't. I..."

Then she held her head up high, let the tears stream down her face, and then Sakura Okutama did the strangest thing yet.

She laughed.

She laughed a low, sad, laugh. Drowned in tears, pain, sadness. She cried those salty tears, and let them fall onto the blood-stained bandages wrapped around her shoulder and leg.

She sat there, in the shiny metal wheelchair, with her small, broken body, and cried for a long, long time.

Ok for those of you who haven't figured it out yet, I am Sakura. And my best friend, Kaiyoko, is Kai. The ages in this, and the last chapter are as follows:

Sakura: 11

Kaiyoko: 10

Although in real life we're 14 (me) and 13 (Kai).

Oh and I got a review! Yippy!

To Everto Angelus: Thanks for reviewing my newest story! I hope you like this chapter. The characters seem pretty real because, well, they really are, in a way!

Thankies to everyone! I'll update when I get another idea!