<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Ishida Nori </strong></span></div><br/><div align="center"><strong>Location: Tamara's Class</strong></div><div align="center"><em>Note: Current Hair Colour: Teal</em></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/rcburner/ScorpioWoman-1.jpg)</div><br/>"Good moooooooooorning everyone~!" a bright, loud, and exaggeratedly feminine voice crooned, completely breaking the early morning silence.  The few first year students already present immediately jumped in their seats and stared with various expressions of surprise, confusion, or minor irritation at the 'woman' leaning against the side of the sliding door.  'She' was dressed in the typical female uniform, albeit with a scandalously shorter skirt, but was wearing enough accessories that it seemed like the sort of outfit one would see at a rock concert.  The colour scheme of the day appeared to be teal and red-orange, from the leather collar around 'her' neck to the laced up boots that went right up to 'her' thighs, to say nothing of 'her' luxuriant head of teal hair.<br/><br/>'She' stared about the room searchingly, a mischievous quirk to 'her' full pink lips, then suddenly pushed herself off from the side of the door and skipped over to the one person in the room that seemed the least likely to gain the attention of<em>anyone</em>, let alone the likes of the infamous Ishida Nori, self-styled Okama Queen of the school.  Unfortunately for Saionji Tamara, she just so happened to be the exact sort of person Nori loved doting on the most: shy, reserved, and entirely unaware of her own cuteness.<br/><br/>Completely disregarding the concepts of personal space, Nori leaned over Tamara's seat and embraced the diminutive girl from behind, glancing at her sideways with an infectiously cheerful grin.  "Hello Tama-chan!  Up bright and early again!  Nori-chan approves, mmyes!" he said with just the slightest hint of intimacy, as he was wont to do.  Only a second later did he notice the backpack, and immediately squealed with delight.  "Ooh, how adorable~!  Tama-chan likes cute things, does she?  And she sews!  Oh what a<em>wonderful</em>bride you'll make someday!" Nori teased, pinching her cheek before backing off and twirling about to the seat in front of Tamara.<br/><br/>Of course, this wasn't the first time Nori had made a nuisance of himself in the shy young girl's presence, and it likely wouldn't be the last.  The real bother was that, for whatever reason, he was intruding in on a First Year's class when he himself was a Third Year.  Then again, Nori's flagrant rule breaking was hardly anything new, and disturbing an underclassman before the teacher was even in the room hardly compared to public crossdressing.