Location: Uchiha District – Riverbank Path

So while his clone self was out here, doing some shenanigans—gods know what—he, meanwhile, was doing something quite important, really.

He was currently inside the Uchiha compound with Mikoto.

His hand was laced with Mikoto's. He liked this—her hand felt kind of soft. He enjoyed moments like this. Ever since the split, all of his more pragmatic/darker thoughts seemed to almost vanish.

And he practically had zero memory of that past life he kept seeing in flashbacks and all.

He was simply himself.

He was simply... Seijuro Kurama.

The way she looked at him—eyes sparkling, lips twitching from a shy smile—it made his heart skip multiple beats.

This moment felt genuine. Felt special. And he wanted to treasure it.

In her eyes, he could see his reflection. And he could see what she saw.

Not the prodigy, not the Genjutsu devil, not the Phantom of Konoha.

No, she saw...

Just her Seijuro.

As they reached her front porch, she turned to him.

"Thanks for tonight... I haven't laughed like that in years."

He gave her a gentle smile.

"You should do it more often. It looks good on you."

She rolled her eyes, stepped forward—and kissed him.

Soft. Warm. Real.

Then she bit his lip—not harshly, playfully—before kissing him again with a teasing smirk.

Hm. She quite enjoyed this.

"Glad you like it," she said softly.

He gave her his usual gentle smile.

"Of course I did. You wore it."

She blinked. Flushed.

Smiled.

Truly, peak stuff right there.

As she arrived in front of her door, she turned around.

"You can come in."

...You know, he could go home and do some research. He was quite close to—

And thus, he was now inside the house. Do not question it.

He felt like he was growing softer by the day, yet at the same time, he felt a new emotion. An urge. The need to protect.

To protect her. He didn't know what he would do if she were to get hurt, and apart from getting her stronger, he also wished for strength—for much greater strength than he currently had.

He gave her a kiss, pinning her beneath him. She looked so... He felt any and all restraint just leaving his body, and before he knew it, he had drawn out his blade—and he wasn't speaking about Kyōka Suigetsu.

Oh well. This wasn't the first time.

The warm and familiar feeling he remembered came back. He controlled himself. Contrary to popular belief, for beginners, that stuff was hard—most likely hard not to bust too quickly. Her legs wrapped around his waist.

He went to town like there was no tomorrow.

With the silencing seals all around the place, from the outside, no sound could be heard, while in reality, the room was anything but quiet.

Her nails dug into his back. Hm. He would have to hide those scars soon enough. Learning Medical Ninjutsu worked wonders during such action.

Seijuro lightly groaned. It had only been four minutes, yet he felt he was close—already.

Well, that was filled number one. With Medical Ninjutsu... he was back to being hard once more.

Wow. The quirk of being a medic-nin.

The two went at it like animals in heat. Their clothes were discarded, nothing was left behind. The only thing in their minds was this pleasure—and the need to fulfill the other.

And with that sole thought in their minds, for literally hours—yes, actual hours—they went at it.

Time skip.

Seijuro could be seen in his lab. He looked to be a bit sleepy. Hm. He had some light research to do.

His clone should have long reached the Rinnegan and achieved Sage Mode.

Sooo...

Just in case his clone became evil or some shit, he had made sure of some small shit. As in, before he split from the clone, he did so before he started something—something he did realize was he could, in fact, trick himself.

So, roughly around a few years ago. (Check chapter 100)

He blinked a bit.

The memory that both halves had forgotten returned to him—and him only.

It was something to help him combat himself in case his other half went evil or some shit.

You know, can never be too careful. As to what it does—simple. It was some seals and a Kekkei Genkai.

And no, it wasn't Wood Release. If it was something so potent, the clone would know. Instead, it was Swift and Steam Release. With the two of those, he could have a solid chance.

Why, you ask? With them, he could boost his speed and strength to new heights. And if he fully mastered Crystal Release—which he developed after becoming the Jinchūriki of the Three-Tails for a while—he could run laps around himself while a clone was charging up a full-power railgun beam.

One hit. One kill. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Anything to protect Mikoto. Though, he wondered if she would be able to see through the clone...

For the better, he wished she could. Though he wouldn't be shocked if she couldn't.

After all, they shared the same soul.

They were practically the same person.

A/N Yes...Sora is letting all of this happen, its a redemption story for him.

Also for the people in the back who didnt get it, her innate ability to see him is because she like him and might have to do with Sora setting up some checks and balances to make sure he doesnt stray too far.