Hello again!

New update :) just as short as the last one. If you check my other stories… I usually have like 6 page chapters! Hahaha I know, I'm strange like that. :D

More disclaimers: still only a little mine, still T-rated (hahaha, that's gonna change), and still slash. Are we all good with that? Good? Good. Proceed.

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Once Bond decided something, it would have been easier to divert a freight train than to change his view. And he'd decided that he simply had to have the schedule of meetings between the diamond owners and their hand-picked customers. The only location of the schedule made the idea ludicrous, but Bond wasn't to be dissuaded.

"Bond, there is no way in hell you could get your hands on Colonel Moon's phone. I won't allow it." M's voice had been sharp, but Bond had never been scared of her.

He would have used any of his other tactics… but thinking of Tan-Sun, for some reason, Bond found himself unable to even think of hurting him. It didn't seem possible. So his mind had overanalyzed and over-thought, and come up with a plan that was the only thing more ludicrous than the mission itself.

The blatant refusal to heed her advice landed him in the dark compound late at night, in the hang time between when most people left and when Tan-Sun Moon left. Bond had been watching him for a week, for his routine, and everything else. He would have liked to take more time, but if rumors held true, the next meeting was going to be any day.

The corridor had a wood floor, one that would have made his footsteps echo through the darkness. Nothing was moving, the only light seeping from under the office door. He stopped outside the door to Tan-Sun's office, and heard the colonel's voice, with that perfect English Bond could have sworn was better than his own. Tan-Sun was definitely on the phone. Distracted. Good. Bond opened the door, nudging it wider open by only a sliver's breadth. He caught sight of Tan-Sun's reflection in a window, and the colonel had his back to the door. Perfect.

With scarcely an audible breath, Bond slipped into the room and crossed it. The office was standard and impersonal, with just a desk, a couple chairs, bookcase and bulletin board. As the reflection had predicted, Tan-Sun was facing the bulletin board, just hanging up his phone. Bond waited until he'd slipped the phone into the pocket of his pants, then moved forward. Before Tan-Sun even glanced up, Bond had spun him around and shoved him back against the wall. For a few seconds, Tan-Sun struggled against his hold, trying in vain to push himself away from the wall, hands scrambling to shove Bond away. Bond stilled his movements with a hard shove back against the wall, and then crushed his lips against Tan-Sun's, proceeding to kiss him senseless. All at once, the effects more immediate than if earned by way of a tranquilizer, Tan-Sun's struggling stopped. Bond's shock was so absolute that he himself almost froze, but Tan-Sun's movements reminded him. Tan-Sun was kissing him back, hands trailing down Bond's arms lightly, putting up little resistance.

Hell, he was putting up no resistance, allowing Bond's tongue into his mouth without so much as a heartbeat's pause.

Bond straightened his scattered thoughts, as his mind went into near histrionics from the- well, he decided it was the total shock that his actions were met with such- again, his thoughts balked for a moment- enthusiasm, and he considered his options briefly, then chose the most likely to work. He ground his hips upward against Tan-Sun, simultaneously drawing the phone out of Tan-Sun's pocket. Tan-Sun groaned at the movement, kissing Bond harder, nails grabbing at the fabric of Bond's jacket. Once Bond had the phone secure in his own pocket, he gave one last grind against Tan-Sun, and broke away, leaving the colonel slumped against the wall, breathing hard and utterly bewildered.

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"How'd you get it?" M finally spoke after a long silence. Bond grinned down at the phone in his hand, then spoke into the one he held to his ear.

"I have my ways." He was pacing before the window of his hotel room, watching the sunrise spread over the skyline.

"I told you not to try." M's anger was clipped by her astonished admiration.

"But I got it."

"How?" he balked at telling her how; she'd known he would.

"Does it matter, as long as I have it now?" M pondered this. Bond wouldn't let her force him to tell, and plunged on, "and the meeting is in two days."

"Very well." The pause after her words told Bond that M wanted to know his chosen methods. His own silence told her that he wasn't about to share. "Can I count on you to use these methods again?"

Bond was silent for a few moments, staring out the window, watching shadows vanish into the light.

"I'm not certain it would be the safest route."

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Sorry that was so short XP I'll update as soon as i can. REVIEW, PLEASE! I'll love you forever

Love, Wild-Sunshine