Unit HAZE

Chapter 4 part 1

Chapter 4- answers that lead to more questions.

Part 1
Out of the both of them, Izuka was the first to wake. As he had remembered, he had fallen asleep on the sofa. But now sleeping on top of him was Marika, almost completely naked.
Only a couple of days ago, Izuka would've freaked out and tried to sneak away. But this was a sight he had quickly grown used to.
For some reason, Marika stripped in her sleep.
Izuka put his arms around her bare back and embraced her sleeping body.
(Five more minutes won't kill anyone.) he closed his eyes once more in an attempt to gain a few more minutes of rest.

Ten minutes later, eyes opened once again, only this time, it was Marika who had awoken.
Her cheeks cutely turned slightly red when she realised she was sleeping with Izuka, however they then became and unhealthy red when she saw that, not only her clothes, but even her bra, were missing.
She immediately thought of sneaking away to put her clothes back on.
"Good morning, Marika-chan." Izuka's faint voice reached the moment she decided to take action. "We really need to do something about your habit." He laughed at his own words, staring into Marika's slightly teary eyes.
"I-izuka-kun.............."
"I get it, I get it! I'll close my eyes or whatever."
"No, not that............"
"?"
"Are you not embarrassed?"
"?" Izuka continued to show the same puzzled face.
"My, ummm..............are p-pressing against you............"
"Ah!? T-that!? W-well...............your skin is really soft and relaxing, I guess?"
"Why aren't you embarrassed?"
"Because it's you!" The reason he raised his voice ever so slightly was not because he was irritated in any way. He was merely trying to hide that fact that he was embarrassed by the situation as much as, if not more so than Marika.
And so they remained in that position in absolute silence for a short while, both of them too embarrassed to say a single word to the other.
But eventually, Marika decided to move.
But it was not the movement of getting up onto her feet; it was the opposite. She pulled herself closer and brought her face extremely close to his.
"Good morning, Izuka-kun." And before Izuka could say a word in return, Marika's lips overlapped with his own.
"You're a bit vicious today, aren't you?"
"I don't understand it myself." Marika quietly nestled her head under Izuka's chin, which felt better than it should have.
"Are you like this every morning? Y'know, when you don't have a hangover." He said, teasing her.
"No. In fact, I only recently got this habit of........y'know................"
"I guess it's a mystery." Trying to drop the subject, Izuka gently placed his arms around Marika's slender frame.
For some reason, her body was warm to the touch.
"Achoo!" A cute little sound came from under his chin.
"Marika-chan, put some clothes on. I think you have a cold."
At this point, Marika had one or two fantasies about her being bed ridden and having Izuka doing anything she said.
"I'll go get something for that. Our guys have an adapting formula that cures the cold in a few hours." She seemed ever so slightly crestfallen. "Actually, I think you'll be immune to all strands of the virus. You'll never get a cold again." The final nail in the coffin for those fantasies of hers.
Regardless of her now downtrodden mood, Marika did as advised and picked up her clothes. She carried the pile into the bathroom and the sounds that came from within made it obvious that she was taking a shower.
Izuka, on the other hand, had left to go to some random location to get 'the cure for the cold'.
(What's wrong with me?)
Hot water threw itself down onto her head, continuing on to the rest of her body.
(Why am I so aggressive? Is it because of what happened last night? Or what didn't happen last night?)
Whilst she scratched her head in thought, her other hand reached out for a bottle of shampoo. It was in the room when they had arrived, so it was most likely a luxury brand.
As she rubbed the shampoo into her hair, she continued her thinking.
(Why is this even important? I might just being going through a phase or something. But what's causing it?) she was then struck by the reality that she was thinking about such things the very day after she found out about the underground and Izuka's 'job'.
As she grew irritated, some shampoo found its way down her face and into her eye. Almost immediately, she grabbed her eye and gritted her teeth.
"I wonder if Izuka-kun has a non-sting shampoo or something..........."
"We don't, but I can make you some."
Suddenly hearing Izuka's voice, Marika hastily covered herself with her hands. But with her eye in pain, her movements were odd.
A long story short, she slipped onto her behind.
"W-what happened!?"
"It's okay..........I just slipped........." She replied, rubbing her rear due to the pain of impact.
"Well, okay. I'll give you the shot when you get out."
"I-I really hate needles!!"
Instead of trying to calm her, Izuka slightly chuckled to himself without saying a word.
(He shouldn't have spoke so suddenly! I thought he was in the room!!) Marika calmed herself down by taking deep breaths.