A/N: So I don't know why I keep getting these ideas in my head but I think that you will enjoy this chapter. I do not own PoT.

Jackal was looking at jobs posting on the computer during his free time when he saw one about a tour guide position. He could have sworn Kirihara had gotten that job just a few days ago. Then again he did remember something about Yukimura saying Akaya would be out for a little while due to medical reasons. Jackal didn't really care what that meant as long as he could get a job. From the looks of it getting a job as a tour guide wasn't that hard, if his doubles partner could do it hen so could he. He filled out the electronic application and then hit submit. He figured he would go to the actual building after school tomorrow so he could check and make sure that the curator had received his application. He ran his hand over his head before turning in for the night.

The next morning Jackal woke up and went to school nervous about the status of his application. He decided that he would go to the library and check his email during his lunch break. He did just that and the email that he found in his inbox astounded him. It read:

Jackal,

You got the job. Come to the museum today after school for orientation.

Miyabi

"OH MY GOD! I got a job! Someone like me got a job!" Jackal exclaimed to the library. He was soon kicked out for disrupting the other students study time. He tiptoed out and went to his next class very excited what waited for him this afternoon. When the bell rang he bolted out of his seat and ran as fast as he could to the museum. He approached the front desk and saw a secretary sitting there.

"Hello. ma'am I am here for the orientation. I received an e-mail saying I was accepted for a position," Jackal calmly explained. The receptionist looked up like she was going to cry. Without speaking she pressed a button next to the phone and soon another woman emerged from the EMPLOEEYS ONLY door.

"Oh you must be Jackal," she greeted as politely as possible, "I am Matsumoto, Miyabi. How about we get you a nametag and get you set up with Minamoto our tour guide here. You can learn from her and then maybe give some tours on your own the next time you come in."

Jackal followed the woman into the back room and waited patiently while she made a nametag for him. He pinned it on with pride and followed her out into the lobby where he was introduced to another woman.

"Hello, Jackal, I am Minamoto. I will be teaching you the ways of the tour guide. Let's go introduce ourselves to the group and get started. Then you can ask me questions over lunch."

"Yes. Do you mind if I jot down a few things as we walk?" Jackal asked producing a small notepad.

"No not at all. That is very smart of you to take notes," Minamoto smiled at him.

They went out to the group and got started. Minamoto was giving the tour and Jackal was scribbling furiously in his notepad. He was excited to think that he might be the one to finally not get fired. He was confident that he could give a supervised tour the next day. Before he knew what was happening they had finished two tours and Minamoto was suggesting that they go to lunch. She bought him some lunch and they sat down to talk.

"So do you have any questions so far?" Minamoto asked through a mouthful of sandwich.

"Would it be possible that I could give a supervised tour tomorrow?" Jackal hesitantly asked.

"Of course! We would be happy to do that. We have a few more tours today and then I will give you some information that you can read before tomorrow. Oh look at the time we better go and get the next group," Minamoto commented. She hoped that this teen would be the last one that they would have to hire.

Jackal continued to scribble in his notepad throughout the rest of the tours. He was very diligent. Again he was surprised at how fast the tours were over. He graciously accepted the information and went to the bus stop to head home. Once home Jackal read over all the information that he was given. He highlighted a few points and then went to bed waiting for the next day to come.

The next day Jackal eagerly hopped on the bus and went to the museum. He got off and realized there was a sign there that was advertising a new exhibit. It was hair pieces of the ancient world. He remembered reading something about it in the pamphlets he was given and was confident that he could give a tour on it. He met Minamoto at the front entrance and they set off on the first tour. After finishing the first tour Minamoto turned to Jackal.

"Would you like to try to give the next tour? I will be right here with you and can fill in if you miss anything," Minamoto explained.

"Yes I am confident that I can handle the tour group for the next tour. I may need a little help on the new exhibit, but I think that I have gotten the basics of it," Jackal confirmed. Minamoto nodded and they headed off in the direction of the lobby. They met the next tour group and Jackal introduced himself and Minamoto. They went along their way, Jackal executing the tour perfectly while adding his own touch. Then they got to the hair exhibit and something happened with Jackal. At first he was fine and gave a grand tour explaining all the head pieces and why they were made the way they were. The last few cases though showcased hair pieces and styles from the jungles of Brazil. Suddenly, Jackal felt very homesick. He missed Brazil and he missed the ladies there that used to fawn over him. He missed his hair and he wanted his mommy right now.

"And as you can all see here this is the…the …the B-brazil collection," Jackal stumbled over his words. He felt tears prick his eyes and looked over to see Minamoto with a concerned look. He had to continue on though, "These were the ladies of the jungle. Just look at their hair! I want hair like that! How come I can't have hair like that? Brazil is my native country and do you see luscious locks? NO! I am only fifteen and cursed with a bald head for the rest of my life? How is that in anyway fair? These ladies look like my mommy and I want her right now because she always makes everything better. And I WANT HAIR! I mean look at you old people you all have hair even if it is silver. I was cursed, cursed with no hair. You people should all shave your heads…I just want hair. Is that really so much to ask? Wanting to have something that everyone else does?"

The people on the tour just stared at their guide while he was having a mental breakdown. Some of them felt bad that he didn't have hair and some were just plain scared. When Minamoto tried to comfort Jackal he sat down on the floor and started rocking back and forth.

"Want hair, need hair. Need mommy, need hugs," jackal murmured as Minamoto tried to soothe him even more. She rubbed his back, but that only made him cry harder. Soon Matsumoto was rushing towards the exhibit and knelt down in front of Jackal.

"Hey there. What do you say it is time for you to go home?" she gently encouraged. Jackal nodded and Matsumoto called security to drive Jackal home because he was in such a state. Before he was taken off though Matsumoto handed him a piece of paper with the name of a therapist on it and a recommendation that said therapist should recommend Rogan. With that Jackal was taken home to his mommy and was put to bed.

(The next day)

Jackal woke up in his bed and sighed remembering that he had had a breakdown at work. He went to check his e-mails to see what time his shift started. The only email he saw was one that said:

Jackal,

We think it would be in the best interest of your health if you do not come back. It is a shame to have to let you go, you were a very good guide.

Sincerely,

Matsumoto

Jackal sighed and lay back on his bed. He was going to have to explain this to his family somehow. Not to mention he would be the butt of even more team jokes.

A/N: SO I know that was a little long but I thought I had to set it up. I hope you enjoyed, leave a review and Niou is up next! Thank you!