So I wrote a fan-fiction! 8D -awaits applause-
Zakuro:...no dip, sherlock. We gathered that from the title.
Me: -mocking- No dip sherlock blah blah blah. Must you always crush my dreams?
Zakuro:...-smirks and starts to say something, but is elbowed by Sakura and shuts up-
Sakura: Soo...are you gonna let us read it or not? ^w^
Me:...yeah...I'm not sure how. I mean...do you post each chapter as a seperate post and make it post type "Fiction"? Or do you do what that paragraph above the post box says? The thing about page break. Do you put a page break in between each chapter? SO MANY QUESTIONS!!! 
Zakuro: Why don't you just go ask one of your friends?
Me:...maybe I will. Until then, whoever it is that actually reads this stuff can be satisfied with a...PREVEIW~! -insert confetti tossing joy here-
===PREVIEW===
Sakura sat on a high branch of a tree a little over a mile away from the Rockbell home. She stared blankly at the sunrise, her mind a torrent of thoughts.
'Sakura? Are you going to be okay?' Kokoro's voice asked.
Sakura didn't answer for a while. Finally, she murmured, "I don't know where I'm going. I don't know what I'll do when I can't travel with Ed and Al anymore."
'We'll go home. To Aossin. And you can move on with your life.' Kokoro suggested.
"I won't be able to move on normally. The man I loved was a traitor, and now I'm becoming close friends with people in this world. I'm...not sure I want to go home." Sakura replied. She sighed and hugged her knees tight against her chest. "Anyway...what is a home?"
"Your home is where you know there are people who are waiting for you. People who love you." A blonde alchemist answered, staring up at the tree.
"So I have no home, then? I have no idea what's waiting for me...there. I can't remember." Sakura muttered. Her eyes narrowed a bit. "And in the end, probably the only people who would wait for me around here is you and Al."
Edward frowned. "What about Hughes and Elicia? Or Mitzi? Or Karrie? Or the hundreds of kids back in Martris? You saved their lives. I don't think they would just forget something like that."
Sakura remained quiet for a while. "And none of them even know my name." She whispered. "Who do I have left? My friends back wherever it is I came from? Who says they even exist? If they mean so much to me, why don't I remember them?"
"I don't know how to answer that. But...why does it matter how many people you know, as long as you at least have some that you know care about you?"
Sakura blinked and turned to look down at Edward. He smiled softly. Sakura hesitated, but finally returned the expression. "You know...you're right. Thanks, Ed. I needed that." She murmured. "Now...catch."
Edward's eyes widened when Sakura giggled and fell backwards off the branch. He quickly ran over and caught her bridal-style.
"Idiot. What was that for?" He asked, setting her down.
"It's called the trust game. Congratulations, Ebi-chan. You pass." Sakura chirped before skipping away.
"Ebi...?" Edward repeated quietly.
"It's Japanese for 'shrimp'!!" Sakura called. She then screamed happily and began running as fast as she could to avoid being killed by an enraged alchemist, just as the golden sun spread a warm light over the town.
