A/N: So now that I am back home I shall be updating a lot more. I shall try to get as much in as I can before summer classes start and then I probs wont update for about a month. I do not own PoT and I hope you enjoy.

Jackal was reluctant to go to the daycare center after he had seen what had happened to his doubles partner. He walked cautiously up to the sign that reminded him of the terrifying days he had spent in daycare. Jackal came to the entrance and pushed open the squeaking door wondering if this was a day care or a baby jail. He walked in and found a woman sitting at what he assumed to be a front desk. She was painting her nails and only looked up when he cleared his throat.

"Oh you must be the volunteer. I think we 'ave ya in da kindergarten room with them lil ones," she said while popping gum. The lady reminded Jackal of a heavily make- uped, old, slightly gross, female Marui. She pointed with one of her fingers, well more like tlaons, down the hall and to the right. Jackal hurried off not wanting to stay with the scary lady much longer. Jackal followed the directions and came across a room where children were singing while a lady was playing a ukulele. Jackal recognized the tune and opened the door to the classroom. Immediately the children stopped and one ran over and clung to Jackal's leg. Another one ran over and looked at him in puzzlement.

"Hey mister I thought you were supposed to be a high schooler, but you can't be 'cause you got no hair," the child spoke his mind. Jackal tried not to act offended, but deep down he wanted to cry.

"Yeah, what age are you? Like 85?" one asked.

"No he must be like 100," another commented.

"I am fifteen," Jackal responded calmly as he tried to shake the child off his leg. The child looked up at him and started to cry. Jackal instantly felt bad and picked the child up off the ground and held him. This was a big mistake though. No sooner had Jackal picked up the child the child bit into his shoulder, hard. Jackal yelped, but managed to keep a straight face as he set the child down and then nursed his injured shoulder. He looked over wondering why the music had stopped and realized that the teacher was not there anymore. 'Where did she go?' Jackal wondered as he finally figured out where the instrument went. He looked over and saw two little boys playing with the instrument.

"Jebodia you are going to pay for your evil," one child shouted. He brought back the ukulele and smacked the other child on the back hard.

"NO NO I didn't do it," the other one was crying by now as the former kept smacking him with the ukulele.

"Hey, hey, hey," Jackal corrected as he ran over , "That is not a toy and not used for hitting people with, understand?"

"Do not get between me and the bad guy," the first child screamed. He took the ukulele once more and swung it back. This time he did not hit the other kid, but instead smacked it right into Jackal's nether regions. Jackal doubled over in pain as he let out all the air in his lungs. One of the other kids rushed over to him holding a cup of something.

"Do you need something to drink mister?" he asked before throwing an unknown substance in Jackal's face. It smelled like baby oil, butts, and something else that Jackal did not want to know.

"Ok let's all sit in a circle and do story time," Jackal suggested. All the kids got in a circle and waited for the story to begin. When nothing happen one piped up.

"Are you dumb mister? You are supposed to make something up," one little girl informed Jackal.

"Oh I see you don't have books here. Well, what would you like to hear?" big mistake. Soon there were children shouting out all kinds of answers.

"ALL OF YOU BE QUIET!" a smaller child shrieked. Clearly he was something of a disliked member of the group because everyone became very quiet. "We are going to listen to a story about a child who plays tennis and then gets angry and becomes a monster. Can we get ice cream and meat?"

"Um, that sounds like an interesting story, but I don't know if everyone will like it," Jackal shuddered as he looked at this child. 'I wonder if Akaya has a nephew?'

"We are going to listen to that one or I will tell my Uncle Akaya on you and he will kill you," the little boy shrieked.

"Oh I know your uncle and believe me he can't kill me," Jackal responded wondering why anyone in the Kirihara family was allowed to reproduce.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" the child shrieked as he got angry. His hair turned red and he ran up to Jackal and kicked him where it hurts.

"What the hell?!" Jackal yelled. Before he could do anything though all of the children were on top of him. He soon became a human jungle gym with children climbing all over him. One little girl started to put jewelry on him while another helped with his makeup. One boy was hitting him in the ribs with chopsticks while singing 'xylophone man xylophone man' at the top of his lungs. Another small child was painting his legs neon pink while another bedazzled his shoes with sequins, rhinestones, and My Little Pony stickers. Soon Jackal was a blonde beauty that was ready for the Miss Grilled Cheese Pageant, according to the little girls.

(The next day)

Jackal had just gotten off his shift at the daycare considering it was sleepover night and someone had to watch the kids so they wouldn't run off. He came to tennis practice in his pageant outfit and was about to go into the locker room to get ready when someone stopped him.

"Hey, there ain't no girls allowed in 'ere," came a drawling voice that Jackal immediately knew belonged to Niou.

"I am allowed in here Masaharu," Jackal bit back angrily. He turned around and Niou doubled over in laughter. The whole team came running over and all, but Sanada, burst into laughter.

"Akaya you never told me you had a nephew that was a horrid as you," Jackal said before storming off into the locker room.

A/N: So I know Jackal doesn't usually say a lot, but I had to have him say something here. And there is no mention of Kirihara ever having a nephew I just randomly put him in there. Review please.