Unit HAZE

Part 5

Part 5
When Tsubachi Izuka awoke, his vision was slightly blurred. His right arm was numb and he felt something soft pressing itself tightly against his chest. As his senses gradually returned to him, he felt something wrapped around him, pressing the soft thing to him. His arms were also holding something, which was why one of them was numb. He was on his side, so the full weight of the thing was on that one arm.
A nice smell surrounded his nose, mixed with a hint of alcohol. That's right. They had wine last night.
He suddenly felt a gentle breeze on his neck.
At this point, he decided to look down at the thing in his arms.
It was Shifune Marika.
For some reason, she was in just her underwear, and the way she was sleeping was pressing her chest against his own. The soft feeling he felt was......!
(W-what happened!? I thought she was in her clothes!)
Izuka carefully unpeeled himself from her, and got out of the luxurious double bed.
After a quick examination, he found Marika's clothes in the bed. Did he do this?
(No. I did have some wine, but that definitely didn't effect me. So what? Did she undress in her sleep?) that was the only conclusion he could come to.
He was still in his clothes, so it seemed that nothing had happened between them after all.
Scanning the room, he noticed that the dinners from last night were still on the table. When he saw that, his stomach grumbled audibly.
(That's right, I didn't eat much since Marika-chan got drunk really quickly.)
Not wanting to withstand his insatiable hunger for a moment longer, Izuka shovelled down the remains on the plates, and stored the left over wine away in the kitchen, although most of it had been drank by a certain someone.
"I won't let her touch this again........" He cleaned the plates and glasses, returned them to cupboards and decided to take a shower.
(But still.........I spent the night with her............but what was with that last part?)
Right before Marika fell asleep atop Izuka, she had started harassing him.

'Three months and we haven't done anything.'

Was this what she really thought, or was it just some drunk rambling?
Either way, Izuka couldn't get it out of his head. And that was when he had a question.
What was her opinion on their relationship?
Izuka was fine with how they were, but he never heard what Marika thought about it. Was she unsatisfied with their current state? Or was she fine with how things were?
Izuka decided that the best course of action would be to ask her himself.

After his shower, Izuka saw that Marika had begun to wake up.
She sat up, rubbed her eyes, stretched her arms in the air and yawned. Every move she took looked incredibly cute, Izuka thought.
She glanced around the room and her eyes stopped on Izuka.
"Good morning, Tsubachi-kun." Her voice was slow, so maybe she was still half asleep. This thought made Izuka smile warmly.
Marika removed the cover from herself, but then froze. Why was she in her underwear, with her clothes in the bed with her?
(D-did we-!?) shocked, she turned to Izuka for an explanation.
"Ah, that. Well, you got drunk and pinned me to the bed. At that point, you fell asleep. You were on top of me, and I was afraid of waking you, so I went to sleep too. I guess you undressed in your sleep or something?" He laughed slightly after his answer. It was so stupid that he didn't really believe it himself.
"I see." Her eyes livened up afterwards. "But then, we still didn't do anything, huh?" She added in a mumble.
"Hm? Did you say something?"
"No.......nothing......." Marika timidly climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom, still in her underwear. It seemed she was embarrassed about it, but did not mind Izuka seeing her that way.
(What she said. I guess it does bother her, somewhat.) he thought to himself as he re-entered the kitchen to make some coffee for himself.
"Marika-chan, do you want coffee?"
She took a while before answering. "No, I'm fine."
"You still sound half asleep. Just a bit will wake you up y'know." Regardless of her answer, Izuka decided to prepare an extra cup for her. Since they were in London, he wanted to try some British tea, but the hotel room had none in it. They could order some from room service, but Izuka did not want to try. He wanted to have a normal experience, that included cooking meals and going shopping. He refused to order room service. Unless, or course, Marika wanted to.