The Tower in the Forest of Death buzzed with tension as the surviving genin gathered. Many teams had been eliminated or worse. Team 7 stood together—battered, exhausted, but victorious. Myra's blue kimono was torn in several places, yet she still looked radiant, her voluptuous figure accentuated by the way the silk clung to her sweat-dampened skin. Sasuke stayed protectively close, his hand occasionally brushing the small of her back.
Ibiki Morino announced the end of the second test and the beginning of the preliminary matches to thin out the remaining candidates.
"You'll fight one-on-one," he declared. "No mercy. Show us what you're worth."
Myra's stomach twisted with nerves, but Sasuke's steady presence beside her helped calm her. During the short break before the fights began, he pulled her into a shadowed corridor.
"Come here," he murmured, voice low.
He pressed her against the cool stone wall, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. Myra melted into him instantly, her arms wrapping around his neck as his hands roamed down her curves, squeezing her full breasts possessively through the torn fabric.
"I hate seeing you fight," Sasuke growled between kisses, nipping at her lower lip. "But you're strong. Don't hold back."
"I won't," she whispered, sliding one hand under his shirt to feel the warmth of his skin. "For you… for us."
Their embrace grew heated quickly. Sasuke's fingers slipped between the folds of her kimono, teasing her until she was biting back moans. Only the distant sound of voices forced them apart, both flushed and breathing hard.
"After this is over," Sasuke promised, forehead resting against hers, "I'm taking you somewhere private."
Myra smiled, cheeks pink. "I'll hold you to that."
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The preliminary matches began.
Naruto fought Kiba and won through sheer willpower and a well-timed shadow clone barrage. Sakura showed impressive growth against Ino, their rivalry ending in a draw that left both exhausted. Sasuke's match against Yoroi was intense—his Curse Mark threatening to flare, but Myra's earlier healing and his own determination helped him suppress it long enough to secure victory with a Chidori.
Then it was Myra's turn.
Her opponent was a tall kunoichi from the Hidden Rain Village, skilled in water and wind release.
The arena fell silent as Myra stepped forward, her long white hair swaying, small horns catching the light. The proctor signaled the start.
The Rain kunoichi attacked immediately with slicing wind blades. Myra dodged with graceful leaps, her powerful legs carrying her across the arena in bursts of speed.
"Crystal Style: Moon Rabbit's Veil!"
A shimmering dome of crystal formed around her, deflecting the wind. She countered with Water Style: Surging Waves, mixing it with her unique abilities to create crystal-laced water whips that lashed out. The crowd gasped as she followed up with Wood Style vines bursting from the floor, trapping her opponent's legs.
The fight was beautiful and brutal. Myra moved like a dancer—elegant yet devastating. When the Rain ninja broke free and landed a heavy blow to Myra's side, pain flared through her ribs.
Sasuke tensed visibly from the sidelines, fists clenched.
Myra's eyes flashed. Byakugan veins appeared as she activated her dojutsu. She saw the chakra flow clearly and struck with precision. "Crystal Style: Rabbit's Embrace Binding!"
Crystalline vines wrapped around the opponent, glowing with healing and restraining chakra at the same time. With a final powerful kick, Myra sent the kunoichi crashing into the wall, unconscious.
The proctor raised his hand. "Winner: Otsutsuki Myra!"
Cheers erupted. Myra bowed gracefully, then winced as she held her injured side. Sasuke was at her side the moment she stepped out of the arena, supporting her with an arm around her waist.
"You were incredible," he said quietly, guiding her to a resting area. His hand gently pressed healing chakra to her ribs, but his touch quickly turned more intimate, thumb brushing the underside of her breast.
Myra leaned into him. "It hurts… but I did it."
"You did more than that," he murmured. "You were mesmerizing."
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Later that night, after all the preliminary matches concluded and many genin were eliminated, Team 7 was given permission to rest before the final tournament in one month.
Myra and Sasuke didn't wait.
They slipped away to her apartment the moment they could. The door had barely closed before Sasuke had her pinned against it, kissing her with raw need. The torn kimono was discarded in seconds, pooling at her feet.
He worshipped her body with hands and mouth—kissing every bruise from the fight, lavishing attention on her heavy breasts until she was moaning his name. Myra's fingers tangled in his hair as he dropped to his knees, pleasuring her with his tongue until her powerful legs shook and she came with a cry.
Then he stood, lifted her effortlessly, and carried her to the futon. He entered her in one smooth thrust, both of them groaning at the sensation. Their lovemaking was intense and passionate—Myra riding him with rolling hips, her breasts bouncing with every movement as Sasuke gripped her waist, guiding her faster.
"I love you," he gasped, flipping them so he was on top, thrusting deep and hard. "My princess… my everything."
They reached climax together, bodies trembling and voices mingling in shared ecstasy.
Afterward, they lay entwined, Myra's head on his chest as he stroked her long white hair.
"The finals will be dangerous," Sasuke said quietly. "Orochimaru is planning something. I can feel it."
Myra traced the Curse Mark on his neck. "Then we face it together. No matter what."
Sasuke kissed her deeply, pulling the sheet over their naked bodies. "Together."
As they drifted off in each other's arms, neither knew that Orochimaru was already making his move—preparing to invade during the finals and target both the village… and the powerful Otsutsuki descendant he desired for his experiments.
The Rabbit Princess's greatest trial was approaching.