Disclaimer: I do NOT take any credit for coming up with the characters, plots, or ideas that take place in Peach Girl: Love Hurricane.

Just so you know, I have rewritten these first five chapters, so if you've already read them and plan to jump to chapter 6, you may want to reread them. I think they're a lot better. Thanks! Please leave some reviews and I'll keep writting! : )

I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You

Chapter One – The Shocking News

"I'm so glad summer is here! And we get to work at the same pool again, Momo," Yami said.

"Me too! But I wish they would quit changing the CPR counts, I hate having to get recertified every two years. I am excited though. I can't wait to practice some new dives off the high dive!" replied Momo.

It was Friday and the last day of school before summer vacation. Momo and Yami were best friends and would be freshmen at Mizaki High School next fall. Momo Adachi was a down to earth girl, a very good student, nice to everybody, a record holder for many of the races on the swim team, and not to mention, she was one of the most beautiful girls in the school. She had sparkling hazel eyes, long, flowing reddish-orange hair from the chlorine and sun and dark skin from lifeguarding at the pool all summer. She had a very good body form because of all the swimming she did and her bright smile dazzled everyone. When she put the effort into doing her hair and makeup, she even turned a few heads as she walked by.

However, her popping red hair, dark skin, and toned body were not very well looked upon in the Japanese culture. They were often characteristics of sluts, or easy girls. People who didn't know Momo often made wrong assumptions about her, especially guys. Every guy that she had ever liked had only been attracted her to because of her looks – not because they liked her, and she was tired of it.

It was hard to tell at first glance, but Momo is only half Japanese. Not having the typical fair, pale skin of a full-blooded Japanese person, her skin tanned more easily, even though she usually caked on lots of sunblock, and her light brown hair was able to be affected by the sun and chlorine more dramatically. Her mother was a real estate agent from California, but now a stay home mom and her dad was an executive for a major stock company in Japan. Her parents met when her father flew to the United States on a business trip. Her parents have been married for about 12 years now, and they lived in small subdivision in Japan, about 30 minutes from the coast.

"And, we get to check out all of the hot guys while we're working! What could be better than that?" Yami said with a grin.

"You can check out all the guys, I don't really want a boyfriend right now," Momo fibbed. All I've ever wanted is for a guy to love me for me, not just to try to get into my pants because I look like that kind of a girl. Ugh…maybe I should quit swimming and lifeguarding – then I wouldn't look like this! I wouldn't look like some easy tramp. But I love those things, I can't quit. I'm not a quitter. So to avoid all the problems I'll just stay away from guys for now.

"Hey, Tori and Kaburu just said bye to you. Did you not hear them?" Yami asked as she nudged Momo, braking her thoughts.

"Oh gosh, I wasn't even paying attention," Momo said and turned around. "Bye you guys! Have a great summer! You should come to the pool and visit Yami and me!"



"Thanks, you too! And that sounds like fun, we'll definitely be there when it's hot out!" Tori shouted over her shoulders.

Yami and Momo walked home in silence until Yami asked, "So why don't you want a boyfriend? I mean, you said you've never kissed a guy, right? Don't you want to know what that is like? I mean, practically every girl in our class has kissed a guy at least once. You really don't want to be the only girl in high school who hasn't been kissed, trust me."

Momo just blushed and shrugged her shoulders.

"Momo, what's going on? Hmmm…can I ask you something?" Yami asked hesitantly.

"Sure."

"I'm your best friend right, and we tell each other almost everything," Yami started.

"Of course you're my best friend, what's this about, Yami?" Momo interrupted.

"Okay, don't take this personally, and if you do, it's totally cool. I mean it's it wouldn't change anything between us, but I was just wondering, since you never want to do anything with guys these days, I mean, not even talk to them….are you….I mean do you…I mean, I won't judge you are anything…but do you like girls?" Yami finally asked.

"WHAT?! No! Of course not! I like guys, a lot," Momo said between giggling. Wow, I can't believe Yami would think that! Yami started laughing too.

"I'm so glad to hear you say that," Yami said after they were done laughing. "So, why don't you ever talk to any of the guys, I mean, is there a particular guy at school that you like?"

"Well, I sort of like Yuske Urameshi," Momo confessed quietly. "But I don't really know him that well."

"Oh my gosh! He's so cute! Why don't you ever talk to him? Get to know him!" Yami screeched.

"NO!" Momo yelled, louder than she meant to. "I mean, I can't." A small blush grazed her checks and her gaze drifted to her feet as she walked. Yami grabber her arm and they both stopped.

"Hey, what's wrong? You're like one of the hottest girls at school and you're so nice and caring. Yuske would be retarded not to like you. I have noticed him staring at you in class and during swim practice, when he's supposed to be training for football. And he goes out of his way to come to the pool where we work instead of going to the pool by his house."

"I know, but I don't want to get my hopes up. I don't want him to know that I like him because I'm afraid of what might happen. I'm afraid that he only stares at me because he thinks I'm hot, or beautiful, or slutty, or whatever - he doesn't even know me. He doesn't even say hi to me. I'm tired of guys trying to take advantage of me, that's all. Every guy that I have ever liked was only interested in me because of my looks and they think I'm easy and I'm the one that gets hurt in the end - every single time. Guys are jerks and I don't want to deal with them right now. Right now."



"Yeah, guys can be jerks, I'm sorry Momo. I feel awful for teasing you about guys and then asking you if you liked girls. I didn't know this was bothering you so much. If you want, I could ask him what he thinks about you, that way he wouldn't know you like him. Now that summer is here you won't see him every day, so you wouldn't have to worry about any awkwardness between you guys and by the time school starts up again, he'll have forgotten that I even asked," Yami said.

"Thanks Yami, but that's okay. I'd rather not know how he feels. Sometimes not knowing things is for the best. I think I'm just going to take a break from the whole guy thing for a while. We're starting high school in a few months, so there will be plenty of opportunities for boys then," Momo said as she started walking again.

They walked to the street where Yami would turn to go to her house in silence. When they reached the corner, they gave each other a hug and went their separate ways.

"See you at work in a few days!" Momo called over her shoulder.

"Bye! See you soon!" Yami yelled back.

Momo walked a few more blocks to her own house. She walked inside and yelled, "Mother, I'm home!"

"Momo dear, come into the kitchen, there's something important your father and I need to tell you," her mother yelled back.

Momo walked into the kitchen and saw her parents sitting at the table with several piles of papers scattered in front of them. She was surprised to see her father sitting there, normally he didn't get home until five – he was home two hours early.

"Hi honey, how was your last day or middle school? I can't believe how grown up you are!" Her mother said as she smiled at her daughter.

"It was good. We didn't really do anything. What did you need to talk to me about? And why are you home so early?" She asked, glancing at her father, who was filling out some paperwork.

Her father set his pen down and looked up at his daughter, "I was given two options at work today. I could take a pay cut and stay in my same position, or I could be promoted and get a pay raise."

"A promotion! That's great! But if you were offered a promotion, why do you look so upset?" Momo asked. I'm so confused. I thought promotions were really good.

"Well, the promotion was great, it offered a substantial pay raise and more benefits, so I took the promotion. I knew there was no way we could afford a pay cut, not with you and your mother's shopping habits," her father explained. "But there was a catch with the promotion, I have to transfer to a new facility in the city. That means we're going to have to move."