A/N: Hey, fellow readers! I decided to rewrite this one shot. It was my first Fanfic on Cilan and Burgundy, so it was full of holes in my opinion. I decided it could be written better and I think the characters dialogue improved in this version. The plot and setting are all the same so no worries. I had a bit of a pokemon fan rant in my other A/N but I won't have it in this one. Enjoy!
Cilantro and Burgundy Wine
Burgundy could feel the tremors of the thunder as she ran through the dark forest. The flashes of lightning being her only source of light till she saw the dim firelight of a campsite.
Hope grew in her heart as she picked up speed. Once the clearing came into view she was met with Cilan and his traveling friends.
"Shit, it had to be him."
She then decided it was best not to stop and just run by them but they had already sighted her and were pulling out there pokeballs.
"Burgundy, what happened?!"
With her hair saturated in water and clothes soaked through, it seemed obvious but surely Ash was still naïve to obvious facts. How long had this brat been traveling again? Surely, he'd learn some basic facts by now.
Out of breath and with the furious wild Pokemon closing in on them, she simply replied, "I tried to ward them off, but as you can see the storm made it worse to stand a chance against the whole colony of them."
Cilan, Iris and Ash released all there pokemon but as Burgundy had said there were just too many. Finding no other choice they abandoned the camp and most of their supplies to find an escape from the attackers.
They were having a hard time finding the trail that led to the next town and with the rain getting heavier, the flashlights they had were quickly becoming useless.
"Screw this! I'm going ahead; you're all holding me back!"
Burgundy picked up her pace growing irritated as her injured pokemon continued to be in pain within their pokeballs as she wasted time with these fools.
Seeing as she was getting too far ahead, Cilan called out to her, "Wait, Burgundy! You'll just end up getting lost! Let's stay together!"
His voice was barely heard over the raging thunder and the lavender haired trainer kept running ahead at a faster pace. She kept urging her slender limbs forward, in fear of being harmed more by the Pokémon who had attacked her.
Cilan wasn't sure how it happened. One moment, Ash and Iris were running next to him with Burgundy in the lead- then they left his line of sight for only a few short seconds as he sped up.
After a while, he looked back and found his two traveling companions gone. He stopped then and called out to them in the now pouring rain.
For some reason, Burgundy stopped as well and turned to look back at him. She gritted her teeth and ran back to grab Cilan's arm.
"You'll find them later! We have to get away from the Pokémon that are chasing us." She looked up at the approaching Flying type Pokémon. Cilan nodded, he knew Ash and Iris could take care of themselves. He would just have to meet up with them later.
After what seemed an eternity, the duo managed to make it to a large luxurious hotel on the outskirts of a city. They ran in to take shelter and collect themselves from the cold heavy water.
"Did we go west instead? We were supposed to hit Serrilla town."
Cilan pulled out his GPS device, but with the weather still bad there was no signal.
"I suppose, I'll have to wait till tomorrow morning to get in contact with the others."
He looked over to Burgundy to find her lilac eyes sparking with the beauty of the hotel lobby.
"What a wonderful place, une telle beauté."
"We should ask the receptionist where the nearest Pokemon center is located."
She followed him to the large counter where an attractive woman greeted them.
"How may I help you this evening?"
"Can you tell us where we can find a pokemon center?"
"Certainly, I could call ahead and see if there is still room for lodging."
"Yes, that would be helpful."
Cilan glanced at the now frowning Burgundy, as she glanced at the prices for staying a night at the hotel. He was about to question her thoughts, but the receptionist spoke first, "I'm afraid they are quite packed but they might have a place for one more trainer.
"Oh, that's quite a problem. Then perhaps it would be best to stay the night here then."
"Yes, I wouldn't recommend going out in this weather with your condition at the moment."
"We did run into quite some trouble getting here after all." He chuckled slightly as the receptionist smiled back warmly.
Burgundy watched the friendly chatter amongst the both of them as Cilan signed in and paid for a room, but started to walk off as Cilan received his master key card. Burgundy was stopped when he placed a hand on her shoulder, "Where are you going, Burgundy?"
She pulled away from him and glared, "What does it look like? I'm walking to the Pokémon center."
Cilan frowned, "But it's still raining outside. You could catch a cold if you don't dry yourself soon."
She crossed her arms in an attempt to suppress her shivering, "I'll be fine. What's it to you?"
It was then that her teeth chattered together. Burgundy looked down, silently cursing her body for betraying her.
Cilan gently smiled at her, "Well, I was going to offer to share my room with you. I share a room in the Pokémon centers, with Ash and Iris."
Burgundy detested the idea of sharing a room with her rival, but it was still raining pretty hard outside.
"You know, I don't believe it's very proper to invite a girl to spend the night in your hotel room, oui? – Un tel pervers."
Cilan sweat-dropped, 'Pervert?'
He placed two fingers on his forehead and shook it slightly, "Dear, me. That was not how it was implied."
He looked at her with jade eyes, "I simply wanted to be a gentleman and offer you a place out of the rain. Getting you a room would be a problem."
Burgundy continued glaring at the Connoisseur, "Then, I'll be on my way."
She turned away from him again and began walking towards the front glass doors.
Cilan grabbed her wrist and held her back, "Burgundy, I would gladly get you a room, but mine was the only one available. The receptionist said we were lucky to have even gotten a room at all."
Burgundy sighed and shivered in the cold lobby. Her clothes were still dripping wet, clinging to her body, making it colder. The icy rigid rain outside wasn't tempting and she wasn't sure how far the nearest Pokémon center was at or where it could be found. That receptionist had failed to say where it was located.
'I really don't want to spend my time with this inferior mortal. I've spent enough time with him already. The idea is so distressing! AHGR!'
Cilan didn't want to be responsible if something happened to her. He was already worried that she may develop hypothermia.
"Come, Burgundy, we'll get you dried up first. I can call a cab and then you can leave."
The idea seemed good enough, "I'll take you up on this new offer. After all, this Connaisseuse has to keep her health in order to remain one of the best!"
Cilan sighed in relief and held out his hand to lead her to the staircase. He could see that she was freezing where she stood and it wouldn't be gentleman like to let her go, without offering a helping hand.
They stood in the elevator moments after. Cilan hadn't wanted to get into the elevator wet but Burgundy refused to use the stairs. He feared she might run off into the streets, having changed her mind, and joined her in the elevator, instead.
Burgundy didn't want to talk anymore. Sincerely, she wanted to spew out out rude comments his way, but her hands and feet felt numb. Energy shouldn't be wasted on him. Cilan enjoyed the silence and pondered where his traveling companions could have wandered off to.
When Cilan opened the door to the room, Burgundy walked inside, flipping the light switch on.
"Such a delicacy of a mixture is it not?" Cilan smiled as Burgundy's eyes lit up.
Burgundy caught herself and acted indifferent, "It's okay."
Cilan's voice came from the bathroom, "I say, it's the contrary."
Burgundy just grunted and walked towards the window. Her wounds from earlier had stopped bleeding out and that eased her mind at the moment.
'My Pokémon are safe, too.'
She patted the Pokémon balls in her pocket to reassure herself.
They were still injured but surely they were not in much pain anymore. Her pokeballs weren't the standard but Heal balls that would help out her pokemon in situations like these.
Cilan came out of the bathroom with a white towel around his neck and another in hand for Burgundy. She was really beautiful when she wasn't making rude comments his way.
He watched her for a few seconds as her lilac eyes scanned the city lights outside the window through the constant rain.
The silence was broken when a white towel was placed over her head covering her wet purple hair and Burgundy turned to meet his jade green eyes.
"Why don't you take a shower first? I'll make us something to eat."
Burgundy scrunched up her face, "Me, eat your food?"
Cilan bowed gracefully, "Why, yes? I have my exquisite ingredients with me. I am quite a cook."
Burgundy huffed, "Well, it better be good. Which, I really doubt it'll be, but I'm leaving right after that." She pushed him aside and headed to the bathroom.
Cilan shrugged and began to remove his wet vest, "Better get out of these wet clothes as well."
He began by removing the bow tie. He was thankful that he'd bought his bag with him. His white soaked shirt fell to the floor, but he was swift in picking it up.
As soon as Burgundy walked out of the bathroom, she caught the sweet scent of food. The lavender haired girl was quick to join Cilan on the floor and practically pulled the plate of food from his hands as he offered it to her.
She ignored the fact that his chest was bare and munched into the food he had offered to make.
How he had managed to cook something in this hotel room was beyond her, but who cared. She was hungry and finding out in the shower that she had bruises hadn't made her very happy.
Cilan laughed as she ate his food pleasingly and stood up to take his turn in the shower.
"I'll call the cab after I take a short shower. That way I can escort you to the door and make sure the cab arrives."
She ignored him and continued to eat the food he had made for her.
Burgundy finished her food minutes later and finding herself alone in the room, spun around and sighed.
"What a splendid meal, aliments Délire."
The bathroom door opened then. Her lilac eyes turned towards Cilan as he came out once again shirtless, but his now freshly wet skin shimmered in the room light.
"Ah, it was a pleasure making it."
Burgundy let the smile slip from her lips and dropped her bottom on the edge of the bed. "If that abomination is your idea of food, maybe."
He gave her a smile and began to pick up the dishes he had used to make the food.
Burgundy watched him carefully, 'He's just like a poisonous vegetable. I mean his hair and eyes are green like a poisonous plant luring in their victim with such exquisiteness. Damn him for being an A-Class Connoisseur. I just have to become better. I have to prove that what he said about me was wrong! Make him grovel at my feet for mercy!'
Cilan noticed that she was watching him again. She was always doing that. Her delectable lilac eyes always seemed to want to catch everything he did. Was it because she was studying him to become better as a Connaisseuse? No matter how rudely she acted toward him, Cilan could detect a hint of sweet flavor from her. She was always willing to learn anything from him despite the fact that she denied it outwardly.
It was her determination in becoming better that really made him like her person.
She was headstrong, but willing to keep trying.
'You only know what I want you to know, but I know more than you want me to.'
Cilan smiled to himself, highly fond of the fact that she seemed more civil when there was no one watching them.
Burgundy lay back on the bed and sighed into the air, 'You think your dreams are the same as mine, but they're not. I have dreams you don't even know about.'
Cilan sat down next to her, after cleaning up, and stretched his arms up in the air.
"What a day, hu?"
Cilan noticed a dark spot on her wrist and without thinking about it, placed a thumb over it and rubbed at the bruise that was forming, "What's this?"
Burgundy pulled away roughly, "The Pokémon in the forest did that."
Cilan stood up, "Here, let me get you a lotion to help ease the pain."
She sat up and frowned, "It better not sting."
It bought a smile to his smooth lips as she wasn't rejecting his help.
He began looking for the cream, deciding after a moment to pull on a white dress shirt while rummaging through his bag. His shirt however remained unbuttoned.
"Ah, here it is!" He turned only to find her unbuttoning the first few buttons on her own dress shirt. She glared at him when she saw his face, "What are you looking at? I have a bruise on my shoulder as well!"
She turned away her flushed face and muttered, "Qui vous aurait pris pour un pervers?'
Cilan placed two fingers to his forehead and sighed, "Wish you wouldn't think such things."
He applied the cool ointment on her bruised wrist, before handing the tube to her.
Burgundy couldn't help but blush, however she couldn't help but be bratty, "What is this gunk, anyway?"
Cilan smiled, like he was keeping a secret, "It'll help you heal quickly."
Burgundy rubbed it on her shoulder lowering the sleeve of her shirt. Her vest was unbuttoned as well letting her access the bruise easier.
She looked at the label as Cilan took it from her, "Wait, it said Pokémon on it."
Cilan flinched, "Well, it's for Pokémon, but it works well on humans, too."
Burgundy didn't trust his words and struck his arm in spite.
He flinched in pain at the callous contact. "I'll end up with bruises as well it seems."
Burgundy swore she hadn't meant to do what she did next. She hated him. He was her rival. He was the reason she became a Connaisseuse. She wanted her revenge for his cruelty. His words may not have been cruel but in her point of view they had been. She wanted to be better than him. Her obsession with him was unhealthy and she knew that, but he was her rival and it was only natural. Wasn't it?
Her delicate fingers clutched at his shirt collar pulling Cilan down only to press her lips against his.
'His mouth is supposed to be poison! I shouldn't be doing this!'
She stood there in her Connaisseuse outfit, with her knees trembling at the sudden thing she was doing. Unsure of what had compelled her to suddenly kiss him.
Had it been the frenzy of his striking appeal?
She was anticipating Cilan's reaction now, trembling inside at the actuality of what she'd done.
He pulled away after meeting her full lips and Burgundy could only look away ashamed. He hadn't responded to her simple kiss like she had wanted.
"Your mouth is like that of wine."
Her cheeks became a shade of rouge red at his words. Whether it was out of anger or nervousness Cilan wasn't sure.
Burgundy was taken by surprise by what he did next…
He leaned down, staring deep into her lilac eyes, making her glance away under his strong presence. He placed a hand on her cheek.
Why must she look so vulnerable?
"Aren't you going to say anything?" His voice was placid.
Burgundy glared at the window in silence. They heard a few surprised screams from neighboring rooms as the lights flickered off.
It was then that he made his next bold move. Turning her face, he made sure Burgundy wouldn't be able to turn away and placed his lips over hers. She gasped and pushed him away, "What are you doing, scum?"
He looked hurt then. Had she not wanted to kiss him just seconds ago? Her heart clenched at his distressed look.
"Sorry", barely a whisper and sounding so insecure.
Tears stung her lilac eyes. She was scared. She wasn't supposed to love him this much, shit he wasn't even supposed to be into her this way.
"You don't even like me, Cilan."
"You're the one always throwing insults, Burgundy."
"That's why you shouldn't have kissed me. I've never given you a reason to like me."
"Your personality was enough. You're a conflagration that proliferates with passion every time you set out to undertake something."
She stared at the ground in the dark. Thunder sounded out in the sky and light entered through the window that Burgundy had been looking out of earlier. He lifted her chin a bit forceful and attempted to press his lips against her mouth, again.
She closed her lilac eyes, this time and forced the fear to dissipate with his sincere touch.
His tongue forced its way into her mouth moments later.
It was still raining outside. Burgundy's hands were now pressed against his smooth healthy physique chest and the space between them had almost completely disappeared.
Cilan continued to kiss her intently and Burgundy tried weakly to force space between them. The fear was still eating at her. Was this really happening? His poison was quickly entering her blood. His mouth was raving her lips and it hurt, but she didn't want him to stop.
The terror began to dissolve quickly afterward. This delectable mixture of a dish was something she never considered in happening. It had just happened.
With his mouth still covering hers, his hands trailed down her shoulders pulling down the dress shirt and vest straps. Her buttons became undone somehow with his tender tug.
She shivered at his touch, but refused to stop his most probably thoughtless advances. He would stop if she said anything. He was a gentleman after all… or so he has convinced himself to be.
Burgundy moved her hands to tangle into his soft silky green hair. His mouth still wouldn't let her lips escape him as Cilan pressed Burgundy closer to him. She grunted as the space between them disappeared and was amazed as she seemed to fit onto him perfectly.
Her breasts pressed against him along with every other part of her, it made her shiver in a way that was different from earlier in the hotel lobby.
His fingers traced down her spin and when he began lifting her off the ground Burgundy pulled away from the intense kiss and stared into his stunning jade eyes. He returned her stare and then gently took one of her hands from his hair and kissed it lightly.
Burgundy stared at his actions. She was getting in too deep with him. It wasn't supposed to go this far, but who was she kidding. She was in love with him.
Cilan then proceeded to kissing her collar bone gently over and over as he pressed her down on the giant canopy bed.
Burgundy knew Cilan was being tender now, compared to his earlier fiery kisses. His breath fell heavily on her exposed skin as he waited for her to let him continue with his plans -with his tasting of her body and soul.
"Alors, it is reevaluating time s'il vous plait," it came out silently from Burgundy's lips and Cilan smiled as he caressed her bare shoulder.
"As you wish," Cilan said gently and watched as Burgundy closed her eyes as she felt his hands over her exposed body.
'Cilantro' and 'wine' mixed in the storm and thunder vibrated thought their bodies as they became one being.
What would sunrise bring the next morning? More happiness perhaps.
A/N: I hope to get new reviews on this! If not that's okay.
Character's name info:
Cilan's name came from cilantro. Cilantro is an ingredient that evokes strong emotions of love or hate in all who experience its taste.
Burgundy's name comes from a wine and it also contributes to why they made her character speak French. The most famous wines produced in France, commonly referred to as "Burgundies", are red wines made from Pinot Noir grapes or white wines made from Chardonnay grapes.