(Prompt: Akira takes Lilly out drinking for her 21st.)
 
I clung to Akira's arm slightly tighter as she opened the door. I wasn't expecting just how loud the room would sound, though I couldn't have told you why - I'd been to bars before. Just not to drink. And not to drink with my sister, so that might have been it. By all accounts, she was a seasoned veteran. I'd split a bottle of wine or four with Hanako and Hisao. I had nothing to worry about - or so I told myself.
 
I felt my hand being placed on a seat, ostensibly next to a table. "C'mon sis, have a seat. I'll be right back. What're you drinking?"
 
I placed a finger on my lips in thought for a second before falling back to safe ground. "A glass of wine to start, then I suppose I'll let you pick something for me." I smiled nervously. "I am placing a bit of trust in you here, Akira."
 
This was greeted with a chuckle I wanted to call 'warm', but more aptly could be called 'worrisome'. "You are indeed, sister of mine. Thankfully, you have me to look out for you!"
 
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We clink glasses and I take a careful sip of mine. A good red wine. I think. I don't actually know all that much about wine, but it tasted good and it tasted more expensive than the wine I'd had before, so it must be good. "So, now that I've got you all liquored up..." I pause in my drinking and look quizzically at Akira. "When are you and that boy tying the knot?"
 
I choke on my mouthful of wine for a second before recovering. "W-what? I mean, huh? We've... We've only been dating for a few years now! That's, that's hardly proper, Akira!"
 
She snorts. "Please. You can't tell me that you haven't been thinking about it and planning it out for months now. Probably a year." I would never admit it, but she was right. I'd been dreaming about getting married since I was a little girl. And the fact that it was Hisao... How could I not?
 
I must have started to blush, because Akira began giggling uncontrollably. "I knew it. Now finish that wine. There's a glass of scotch next to it with your name on it. Then," She leaned forward, setting her elbows on the table and causing it to shift slightly. "You can tell me all about that wedding."
 
Smirking, I finished the glass, and reached for the next.
 
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"Hey! Back off, creep!" There was a loud thud and a cry of pain - a man, by the sound of it. I giggled for the fifth time in a row, the heat in my cheeks very distracting. Akira grunted and cracked her knuckles, hissing slightly.
 
"That's the third one in the last hour. Remind me never to let you out of my sight again, okay?" She sighed, and I could hear the frown on her face.
 
"B-but what about *hic* Hisao? He'd *hic* protect me!" I swayed slightly in my seat, and scowled at the snort that I heard in response, placing my hand on the table for balance. Or, that is, I tried to - I knocked a few of the empty glasses in front of me over in the process.
 
"That boy couldn't protect a fly from another, weaker fly. Nope, afraid you're going to be locked away in a tower as soon as you sober up. It's the only solution." I give up on the obviously ineffective scowl and switch to a pout, attempting to catch her off guard. "Fine! Fine! Cut it out with the cute faces, I don't want to set a new record for bar fights in defense of my sister's honor. You can hang out with Hisao. And Hanako. But that's it!"
 
I giggle and smile at her. I think. It might have been slightly to her left, I couldn't be sure. "Thanks, Akira! You're far too kind."
 
"Yeah yeah." She fell into indecipherable grumbling, something that sounded suspiciously like 'guys around here never give me this much attention' before her posture changes and I can hear the smile return to her voice. "You want another drink, girl?"