A/N: Hi! ToneishaShipper (formerly MeganiumConnie) here! I haven't written anything in a while sooooooo...

Tom sighed. The project he had been set involved an obscene amount of computer hacking and downloading, and he was the only person capable of doing it. Frank was busy inventing, Zoe and Dan were going through an intense combat course, and Aneisha was going through tests to see just how many places she could infiltrate with her ability to disguise herself. So far, they had all been doing extremely well in their fields, but the work was getting harder and harder. Even he was struggling now, and he had hacked into the Mars Rover.

Dan would most likely be finding the work fun, and for Zoe it was second nature. But Tom and Aneisha were feeling the strain. The physical training took place with trained MI9 agents, but disguise and technical involved more field work. Aneisha was having the most trouble. She could be caught, and she was terrified - not being safe during training was not a pleasant experience. Tom knew this from their conversation yesterday - she was tired of trying to get Zoe and Dan's attention.

Tom sighed again - he couldn't distract himself. Not when Aneisha was having so much trouble... no, he had to focus. By the end of the day, she would be fine. He had to finish this task. Then he could talk to his friends. And Aneisha.

After about half an hour, he couldn't go on much longer. Frank came over, and saw his face. He was pale, and looked exhausted.

'Alright Tom, that's enough. I know you love this work, but I think you've bitten off more than you can chew for today. Have a break. The others should be arriving soon.'

Tom looked up, and for once, he agreed. He'd had enough of computers today. Frank was shocked when he fell into the chair, and started to stroke Flopsy. He was even more shocked when he didn't push himself back to work.

'Tom, are you alright?' Frank was getting a bit concerned.

'I'm ok, but this is seriously tiring. I'm not even in the mood to play a video game!' It was the first time he had spoken since lunch, and it was almost 8pm. His throat was a bit dry from the amount of time he'd spent in silence.

Frank smiled. If Tom was sarcastic, he was alright, although Frank wouldn't let him on a computer anytime soon. 'The others should be here within a few minutes. Fancy pulling up the CCTV?'

'I never thought I'd say this, but I'm not going on a computer for a while.' Tom was joking, of course, but he was tired and didn't want to get out of the chair. Besides, Flopsy was still on his lap.

Suddenly, the lift opened, and Zoe walked out, with Dan and Aneisha trailing behind slightly. Tom grinned. 'So, what torture did they make you go through?'

Aneisha flopped down in the chair next to him, and said 'Let's just say, I absolutely hate the technical experts in MI5. I hate being a cleaning lady, and we need you for getting through security doors. I had to climb through windows.'

Tom winced - MI5 had extreme security - but before he could say anything, Dan cut in.

'Zoe and I spent the entire day somersaulting. It's fun at first, but they made us fight for 8 hours. I'm hurting in places I never knew existed. How was your day?'

'I don't want to go on a computer for at least an hour.' Tom replied, 'Well, you know what I mean. I want to sleep in this very chair.'

Aneisha cut in. 'How long have you been there?'

'In the chair? About 45 minutes.'

'Wow, you must be exhausted,' Aneisha said to Tom. 'I've never seen you without electronics for longer than half an hour.

Zoe entered the conversation - 'Well, something new happens everyday, right?'

Dan corrected her, grinning. 'Zoe, the saying is 'you learn something new every day'.'

'Close enough.' Zoe was tired too, and didn't want to correct herself - although she did for Dan.

After they were all sitting down, Frank made them some drinks, and left them to chat quietly. Tom kept silent. He was thinking about the thing that had distracted him all day - Aneisha.

He didn't understand. Why was Aneisha suddenly so distracting? What had led to all this? They were friends. Good friends. But he was just as good friends with Dan and Zoe. The only conclusion he could come to was that he liked her - and as more than friends - but... how? He'd never liked anyone before. Sure, he'd tried to get girls attention, but he'd realised that wasn't going to work, and he hadn't really fancied them anyway. But did he fancy Aneisha, like Dan fancied Zoe? He didn't know. It didn't make sense. None of it made sense. She was just so distracting, with her long, glossy, black hair and her deep chocolate coloured eyes, and her beautiful smile, and - he fancied her. He finally admitted it to himself. No best friends thought about each other like that. What was he going to do about this?

It was Aneisha who shook him out of his thoughts. 'Tom? Are you alright?'

Tom shook his head, waking himself up. 'Oh? Yeah, I'm fine.' He blushed, remembering what he was thinking a few seconds ago.

'Right, it's time for you lot to head home. The excuse 'I was at a friends house' doesn't work if you come home in the middle of the night.' Frank had re-appeared, also heading off.

Dan said sarcastically, 'All right. We won't make your date with Stella any later.' The other three teens laughed, and the four got into the lift, leaving Frank glaring at them in mock anger.

All four agents went home, but only three of them went to sleep. One of them, although exhausted, was too busy daydreaming about a certain disguise expert.

A/N: So, how was it? I wrote this in about an hour, I was in the mood :) I haven't read much Toneisha, so why not write some? Please review and tell me what you thought! :D

-ToneishaShipper

Edit: This is a one shot, but I'm going to make it a two shot :) Await a chapter in Aneisha's POV! Well, 3rd person, Aneisha focused. Ah, you know what I mean.