- ARISAWA NAOTO, Instigator of Awkwardness -<br/><br/>Naoto grinned slyly, her tongue sticking out like a mischievous cat.  "Just because I don't<em>show</em>my tan doesn't mean I can't wanna get one.  The last thing I want is to see a pale ghost in the mirror every morning.  And yes.  All.<em>Over,</em>" she said, stressing each syllable.  "Every last inch!  Why, is Masa-chan looking for a little fun under the sun?"<br/><br/>The other question seemed to catch her a bit more off guard, and she screwed up her face some as she attempted to think.  "Well...  Huh.  That is an<em>excellent</em>question.  I think it was...  No, wait, that was...  Hmmm."  Naoto pursed her lips and rolled her eyes off to the side.  "I forget his name.  Anyway, it was harmless.  Clothes on.  Y'know, just some...exploring.  Think he had a decent hoohah too."<br/><br/>Generally she wasn't the sort to even mention such things, but apparently something had put her in the mood.  The girl certainly<em>wasn't</em>known for her promiscuity, but she was among the few that sought men outside of school and dated them instead of getting closer to the girls at Hanjuku.  While some would say that was very mature of her, the little flings never became anything serious.  It wouldn't be the first time that she'd forgotten some fellow's name.