Chapter 4: Another Shot

"Rhett, when I said I would go out with you again I didn't mean the next day." Scarlett stood on the porch of her big plantation home. It had just hit noon and she and her family had just arrived home from church.

"Oh, come on Fiddle Dee-Dee. You said you would go out with me again."

Scarlett gave him a cross look. That wasn't her name! And here she thought things could or would be different between them? She was obviously wrong. Maybe she could change the subject. "Have you been waiting for me here this entire time?"

"I'm not letting you change the subject on me Fiddle-Dee-Dee." Rhett could see the red surface to Scarlett's soft cheeks. "So what if I have been waiting here the entire time for you."

"AH! It's Scarlett. Not fiddle-Dee-Dee!" Scarlett clinched her fist as she tried to hold back her anger. But it was far too late. The volcano had already erupted. "You know Rhett you are really getting on my last nerve." She could feel the Georgia sun sitting on her cheeks. Which made her cheeks seem hotter then what they really were, "I'm surprised Mammy didn't ask you to leave." Oh please let's change the subject Scarlett thought.

"Good I hope I stay there." A devilish smile came to the surface of his lips. Man how he loved the fire Scarlett had. "She did but I told her that I refused to leave until I talked to you and not a moment sooner. She just mumbled something and went back inside." Scarlett laughed a little. Yes, Mammy could be like that, but God bless her she sure was a sweet woman.

"I'm going inside now. Goodbye Rhett." Scarlett turned back to the big, wide, tall white plantation door. Scarlett could hear her Pa going on and on about the ceiling in the kitchen. She would much rather listen her father go on about how the South lost the war. Anything would be fine as long as she was away from this cad. However, Rhett had other plans. Dashing in front of the door he stood between her and her only way out. While in the process of reaching for the door handle she caught Rhett's hand instead.

Scarlett jumped back a little and let go of his hand quickly. "Why my pet I didn't know you felt that way about me."

"I don't and I never will. You-you-"Scarlett couldn't find the words to call him what she really thought of him. "I'm not your pet. Now get out of my way." She wasn't some house hold animal that he could have. Scarlett tried side swiping him, but it was no use he was far faster than she.

"I'm not going to let you get away." A look in his dark eyes told Scarlett that he was right.

"Scarlett, lunch is ready." Mammy said in her accent as she leaned out of a nearby window.

"I'll-I'll be in, in just a moment Mammy." Scarlett turned towards the voice. Mammy went back inside and shut the window. "There you see. I'm needed. Now if you would please move."

"Not a chance. Your family can do without you for a little while. They did just fine while you were gone last night." Scarlett just rolled her eyes. He sure was full of himself and a lot of shit. "I know for a fact that you don't want to have another lunch where your sister talks about her boyfriend Frank Kennedy. Am I wrong?" A smug smile surfaced as he crossed his arms as he rested his right foot on the door. "Oh yes Scarlett, I know more about you then you think."

"Stocker!" Scarlett yelled.

"I wouldn't go as far as to say that."

"I do." Scarlett mumbled.

"We are getting off subject here and time is wasting away." Scarlett was silent. "I brought two helmets." Scarlett's right eyebrow rose. Rhett pointed over her shoulder. Scarlett turned to see a pumpkin orange Harley Davison sitting against the mailbox. How did she miss that?

"I won't get on that thing with you." Scarlett crossed her arms. She would not budge on this matter. She would like to stay in one piece.

"Why? It's perfectly safe."

"Not with you it probably isn't." Scarlett shot back.

"I will have you know I'm a good driver." Scarlett could tell Rhett was losing patience. He looked at his watch 12:30. "It won't take long."

Scarlett could feel her wall collapsing. "Alright, but not very long," she followed Rhett down the walkway and up to the Harley. "Nice," she thought Rhett deserved at least one compliment.

"Thanks, it's the new Breakout." He handed Scarlett a black helmet. "Top of the line,"

"Of course it is." Scarlett said in a deep voice. Always the best for Rhett Butler, but then again she had everything up to date as well. Nothing was too good for the O'Hara girls. Patting the seat behind him Rhett looked through the clear part of his helmet at Scarlett. "Get on Fiddle-Dee-Dee."

"Stop calling me that!" Scarlett got on the back and put her arms around his waist.

Rhett laughed. "Why it's a good name for you?" Scarlett tightened her grip around his waist. He really was annoying her. "Hang on tight."

"Oh I intend to," Scarlett replied. Rhett revved up the motor and kicked up the kickstand. At hearing the commotion outside The O'Hara family came out to see what was going on.

"Katie Scarlett, where are you going?" questioned Gerald as he held his ice tea in his hand.

"Be back soon." Scarlett answered, but her answer mixed in with the sound of the motor as they sped off.

How could you do this?" A lady with light long, wavy aqua colored hair screamed at the boy before her. This did not bode well for her or for any of them. She tapped her long green finger nails on her crystal ball that lay before her. The bottom of her sapphire, silver spaghetti strap dress blew in the wind as the gust of air blew by everyone.

"Queen Azalea, I'm sorry it was that bitch Sailor Moon. She always ruins everything." Abagar apologized as he put a hand through his blue hair. "It won't happen again."

"That's like telling a nerd to fail a test." A skinny, tall, black haired girl in her early 20s laughed.

"Shut up Morgana," Abagar yelled over his shoulder. He hated being made fun of. He didn't need that and he most certainly didn't need babying. Why did he have to only be 16? The youngest of the negaverse.

"Oh come on Abagar can't you take a joke?" questioned Morgana as her seaweed colored eyes burned into the back of his head.

"I can take a joke better then you can I'm sure." The tips of his lips turned into a smile as he turned to face the girl.

"Enough!" Queen Azalea yelled. "For the love of God won't you two ever get along?" She pushed her crystal ball away from her and stood up. Her slender body made its way over to the two with a coy smile upon her snack like face. She was very beautiful but she did indeed look like a twisted snake. Her amber colored eyes pierced the souls of those around her. Her pointed snake like fangs dug into the warm flesh of humans. She indeed was like a snack. Getting ready to strike it's pray at any moment! "Abagar go do your duty and do not fail me this time!"

"Yes, my lady," He bowed to her and he departed. He could hear Morgana laughing at him as he made his exit. He needed to have a talk with Vincent. Telling him to keep his girl under control for if he didn't Abagar would put her in her place and it wouldn't be a pretty sight.

"Abagar is such a hard ass." Morgana complained as she stood in the doorway of Vincent's room. "He doesn't have a single funny bone within that gangly body of his."

"He takes his duties seriously. Unlike someone I know." The young man answered. His hair was that of the purest snow. Eyes the color of a clear crystal lake, had a body of secret service agent. Bold, lean, tall, muscular and above all strong. The young man was in his late 20s.

"I do to!" Morgana yelled as she threw a fire ball at him. Vincent turned around swiftly and blocked it with a burst of ice coming from the tips of his fingers. The fire cooled and fell to the ground.

"You've been practicing." Vincent said with a pleased smile on his face.

"About time you noticed." Morgana answered as she punched his shoulder; which was hidden beneath the grey and blue military like uniform that all of the negaverse wore. "I'm stronger then what you think I am."

"No one has ever said that,"

"No, but you think it. You and the rest of the Negaverse," she flung her right arm towards the door. "You may not say it, but I can see it in those crystal blue eyes of yours."

"I do not. It's your temper that will get you in trouble and you know it."

"Yeah sure it will." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and departed. She didn't believe such a thing. Her temper was fine. As she left the room she threw yet another fire ball knocking Vincent into the next room. "I'm no weakling."

This is where you are taking me?" questioned Scarlett as they stood in front of Marble Slab Creamery. "I'm not even in the mood for ice cream."

"Yep and I know you are. I could hear your stomach growling while we were standing on the porch." Scarlett's face went red. She didn't think it was that loud. After getting into the shop they order what they wanted and sat down. Ice cream wasn't one of Scarlett's weaknesses. Double fudge chocolate with a dip of raspberry cheesecake was always her favorite. While Rhett got his normal as well; Red Velvet and Horchata.

"Do you do this every weekend?" questioned Scarlett.

"Come to an ice cream shop?" Rhett asked confused.

"Follow me or as I like to call it stock me."

"No, I just started that actually." Rhett confessed as he took a lick of his ice cream.

"We'll look who it is little miss high maintenance." A laugh pulled Rhett and Scarlett from their talk.

Looking to their right they saw India Wilkes with two of her friends standing in the doorway of the ice cream shop. "India, don't you have some bed you need to be in?" Scarlett asked with a smug smile. The two girls who were with India began laughing.

"No, and besides Charles is at work anyways," India answered with her hands on her hips. "You are just saying that because you can't give yours away."

"Burn!" the two girls behind her said as one. Scarlett could feel her face go red. That wasn't true. She had plenty of guys she could have, but she didn't want to and there was nothing wrong with that. Besides she had been very far, just not to that point yet.

"As a matter of fact I did. Beat you to it India." Scarlett laughed. "Like everything else." Scarlett stuck her tongue out at her rival. They had been rivals for as long as either one of them could remember and quite frankly neither one of them could remember why. Oh wait yes, it was. Ashley. Scarlet had a crush on him ever since she was a little girl and India disliked that and stopped being Scarlett's friend because of it.

"Who?"India asked as all three of them gathered around the small table. Scarlett could feel her stomach tighten up.

"Enough India you and your little group get your ice cream and get the hell out of here." Rhett spoke up as watched the two girls fight it out.

"No, I want to know. Who Scarlett? Who was it?" India was inches away from Scarlett's face. Scarlett was certain India could feel the heat coming from her face.

Scarlett pressed her lips together. She wasn't about to let India win. "Glen Louis."

"Wow! You must have been desperate." India laughed. The two other girls followed in sync with India. Walking away all three of them continued to laugh. While getting their ice cream they talked about Scarlett. As they walked out moments later all three of them gave her nasty looks.

Rhett just looked at Scarlett stunned. "What?" Scarlett asked as she began to notice her ice cream melting.

"You really know how to put people in their place don't you?"

"Sometimes more than others." She took another bite of her ice cream. "Like I said I'm not a lady."

"And I'm not a gentleman," Rhett said with a laugh as he took his ice cream cone and got Scarlett right in the face with it.

"Aw!" Scarlett took her ice cream and got Rhett right in the face with hers. She wasn't going to let him get away with that. As they messed around neither one of them realized that Rhett's ice cream had fallen into Scarlett's lap. "Oh no," Scarlett got up and grabbed a few napkins.

"I'm sorry Scarlett," Rhett apologized as he grabbed more napkins. Picking up the ice cream from her dress she went to the bathroom to clean up. "That didn't go like I planned."

Thank goodness she decided to wear a darker colored dress to church today. Running the water it hit her hands and fell onto the napkin. Dabbing her dress she began to get the red velvet ice cream out of her dress. Two minutes later Scarlett emerged from the bathroom.

"I'm so sorry," Rhett answered as she approached the table.

"It came right out." the ice cream had come out just like Scarlett said it would. That was good to hear. "Ready to go?" she asked. After throwing everything away they exited the shop. As they approached the Harley Scarlett stopped in midstream.

Rhett sat on his bike and looked at Scarlett. "What's wrong?" Scarlett looked at the ground.

"What I said back there in the ice cream shop isn't true."

"I can't even see the ice cream."

"It's not that." Scarlett took a breath. Wow it did take a while for guys to catch on. "It's not true what I said to India." She was now looking at Rhett instead of the cold hard sidewalk.

"Really? I figured you already had." This surprised Rhett. After all the guys she had dated and not once?

Scarlett shook her head. "I only said that to get her off my back. If she really knew the truth she would blab it all around school and I would be the laughing stock of the whole school. I don't want that. I have a reputation to keep you know."

Rhett didn't know what to say. He was stunned at what he was hearing. Scarlett O'Hare the girl who could have any guy she wanted had never? But there was nothing wrong with that. "I better get you home." Scarlett nodded her head in agreement and got on the bike. As they sped down the road Scarlett held on for dear life. As countless thoughts raced through her mind Scarlett hadn't even realized that Rhett had pulled up to her house.

"Were here," Scarlett shook her head from her many thoughts and took off the helmet. "You alright? You don't seem yourself." Questioned Rhett this seemed rather odd. Normally Scarlett was the complete opposite.

"Yeah, I'm fine." But Scarlett didn't smile. Her face remained just as it had been back at the ice cream shop.

"Don't make that face Fiddle-Dee-Dee. It will stick like that."

Scarlett cracked a small smile for Rhett, but it didn't help much. She didn't even notice that he had called her Fiddle-Dee-Dee. Scarlett sighed and turned towards Rhett. "Thanks for everything." Wrapping her arms around him she gave him a hug. For some strange reason she didn't want to let go, but she knew she had to. For the first time he didn't make her mad.

A/N: Okay so I know the ending was a little odd, but I wanted the ice to melt between them a little. What do you think? Next chapter Sailor Mars might come into the picture:) Review Please :)