—Whoa, so you want me to design a suit for you!? Shouldn't that be something you did before coming to UA?— asked Hatsume Mei while toying with some Satetsu in her hands.
—No, you're not going to design a suit. I just need a mechanism that will allow me to move my Iron Sand around my body and under my regular clothes,— explained Tetsumaru, who was holding back a volatile Terumi Mei.
Her other half was grinding her teeth as she clung to Tetsumaru's side. One false move and the Kunoichi would leave Hatsume Mei plastered to the floor.
—Hmm, that's curious. From what I can tell, you can manipulate it easily. Why is that then?— the girl asked, turning to face the pair of siblings.
—Because I want to. Can you help me or not?— said Tetsumaru.
—Well, you're the first student to come and request something. Weren't the others informed about this department, or are they just not interested? In any case, of course I can make something like that. Do you have any designs?— the girl spoke rapidly, leaving the duo blinking at her intensity.
—If this chick is like this, what is the 'Spiral-Lightning Waifu' like?— both halves thought in unison. A sense of dread now washed over them. They would do everything they could to avoid that particular girl, whose name they did not know.
—To be honest, I don't have any. Technology is not my thing, so I'll leave it in your hands. Just keep in mind that I want to prioritize my abdomen, but if you manage to engineer something for the whole body—excluding my head—that would be fantastic,— said Tetsumaru.
—I understand... Well, take off your clothes,— said Hatsume Mei.
—What are you saying, you bitch!?— shouted Terumi Mei with indignation. To her horror, her other half started to undress.
During the entire measuring process and a few suggestions here and there, Terumi Mei sulked in a corner, her sharp gaze fixed on Hatsume's larger-than-life breasts, which were parading all over her other half's torso.
Jealousy, helplessness, and disappointment regarding her own small breasts in comparison. These and other feelings overcame her.
—What the hell is wrong with me? I'm a man, damn it! I should be getting excited right now because of the sensation Tetsumaru is transmitting...!!!—
Terumi Mei noticed at that instant that Tetsumaru felt nothing. Their bond was open, but her other half didn't feel any satisfaction or desire upon coming into contact with the pink-haired girl.
Why was that? He used to send her burning vibes every time they were with each other; even in moments when they weren't doing anything strange, he always emanated that manifest desire for her.
The mind of the Mizukage's incarnation became conflicted, completely forgetting the fury that had been overwhelming her until recently.
Tetsumaru noticed this but didn't say anything. They would have that conversation once Mei had calmed down and sorted out her feelings.
While this was happening, Iida was floating and calming the scared students when the journalists invaded UA. The afternoon was full of talk about the incident, but the reincarnated duo didn't care in the slightest.
They didn't remember this event, and Mei was busy reflecting on other things. Tetsumaru closed their bond, respecting her privacy.
The rest of the classes continued without either of them interacting too much. When they finished, they walked in silence, took the train in silence, and arrived home in silence.
Today, neither of their adoptive parents was home. They showered, prepared a simple dinner, and each went to their rooms. But that didn't last too long.
Tetsumaru felt the agitation and anticipation emanating from Mei through their bond. He had previously left his door ajar, allowing his other half to slip in unhindered.
She climbed onto his bed and slid under his covers. Without exchanging words, neither verbally nor through their connection, both curled up in an embrace.
—Why?— she finally asked. Her other half understood the real question and answered truthfully.
—Because she wasn't you.—
Silence again. Mei's mind raced with the implications. A warmth like no other surged from her heart at that moment.
—Is that the whole truth?— she questioned again.
—No. There's also the fact that she's a girl, a minor. I don't plan to ruin our afterlife for some brat— Tetsumaru said calmly. They had discussed this point in the past.
The possibility of one's actions condemning the other. After all, they were one at the end of the day.
—Besides, the girl stank. It's not portrayed in the anime, but characters who are obsessive about work often smell awful. Her shirt was damp with sweat, her gloves were sticky, and her armpits could probably melt metal— the Third Kazekage's incarnation scoffed.
Mei chuckled.
—I sweat too, you know— she reminded him.
— But I like yours— the black-haired boy replied, causing Mei to discreetly sniff herself.
—You're disgusting. A hopeless pervert— she gently chided him.
—That's what we are— Tetsumaru assented.
A comfortable silence filled the mental—or was it spiritual?—space of their bond. After a few moments of realization, Mei cupped her other half's face and gave him a long kiss. Not an obscene one, with tongue and saliva involved. A real, sincere kiss. One born of affection, not lust.
After separating, she sent a message through their bond with all the honesty her half-soul could muster.
—I love you.—
A simple, short message, yet loaded with meaning. Tetsumaru smiled and stroked Mei's chin.
—I love you too, Mei.—
After several minutes of hugging and relaxing in each other's warmth, the magnitude of this event finally struck them.
But instead of awkwardness, a feeling of peace washed over them. As if the pieces had finally clicked into place somewhere that was neither physical nor mental. It went beyond that.
And then came lust at its highest expression.
An overwhelming heat spread through their bodies simultaneously, years of repressed desire exploding in both halves and mutually amplifying through that very special bond that always reminded them that they were one and the same.