Bored. That was the only word that could describe Seto as he stared out of his stall door. The door already had several cracks and dents from him trying to kick it down all night. He felt flustered and tired. He needed to do something. There was nothing worth doing in this stupid place. Where were the entertainment centers with surround sound and the radios with blaring hip-hop? What did these losers do for fun around here? This place was absolutly pointless!

Seto shook his head and kicked the stall wall for the second time, this time with his hurt leg. Like an electric shock, pain shot up his leg. Seto's nostril's flared and he bared his teeth, trying to let the pain ease away. Seto gently placed his foot back onto the straw, the cast was driving him crazy. It felt like a bowling ball was wrapped by a heavy metal chain around his leg. His other injuries were not as bad, they just made his body feel very stiff and confined. His face hurt the most. The piece of wood that had struck across his face had sliced through the delicate velvet on his nose and it made it painful for him to brush it against objects. Hooves clopping on wood aroused Seto's attention, maybe something exciting would happen today.

It was that Indian-ish, Mexican-ish boy that had showed up yesterday leading his mare. She looked at him curiously and snorted. Seto nickered back but wasn't going to try to chase her like he did last time. Rae had showed up again that day and she and the boy cleaned tack while his mare stood in the stall next to Seto's.

Seto sighed and began to gnaw on the wood. Remarkably, it was an excellent stress reliever and he continued to do it. The mare next to him tossed her head and whinnied to the stallion. Seto looked through the bars that seperated one stall from the other and gave her a look that definatly demanded "What do you want?"

I wouldn't do that! She seemed to say looking at the wood Seto had carved with his teeth.

So what? Seto asked twitching his ears.

The mare snorted. At least you can call this place home and not be worried about being lost in the desert when you have a human family halfway across the world.

Seto cocked his head. Was this horse crazy? Or was she in the same situation as he? Who are you? he asked.

I'm Ishizu Ishtar. The mare nickered. But right now, I'm Gypsy. And who do you call yourself, Stud-Horse?

Seto's heart sank. Now he was going to have to put up with her again. Hadn't she given him enough grief, preaching to him about his "past?" I'm Zanzibar, Seto lied.

Ah, your arrogance cannot fool me, Seto Kaiba. I knew it was you all along. There's no mistaking your eyes, horse or not. Ishizu said.

Whatever! Seto said turning to face a different side of his stall. Yet Seto couldn't help feeling bad for being so rude to Ishizu. After all she was very beautiful...

Seto shook his head. She needed to build a bridge and get over it, for once. Why did females have to be so sensitive all the time. Still, Seto's guilt remained and he wanted to try to at least talk to her, after all they were in the same boat, it would do no good to be so narsissistic.

So, how did you get here? asked Seto.

At first he was afraid she would not answer, but she seemed to understand that he was trying to compromise and said. I don't remember. I know I came here for the new Egyptian exibit in the Reno Museaum, but in between then, I don't remember, it was all a huge, blurry, flash.

Are there more like us?

Not that I know of.

Then how do we change back, I want to be human again!

I don't know that either, nor why we became this way.

There has to be some kind of answer to this. Average human beings don't get turned into horses randomly! I wanna go home and be out of this stupid barn and this stupid place and not be treated like an invalid anymore.

Maybe we aren't all average human beings.

Seto was about to respond to her statement, but then allowed some time to think. Maybe she was right, maybe there was a reason why he was like this. He wasn't sure there was a sensible reason, her was just a rich champion duelist living in a big mansion. How ordinary was that?

Fast paced footsteps echoed down the barn aisle. Seto pricked his ears and saw Rae looking excited and carrying a halter. Seto tossed his head and walked to the back of his stall. What sort of stunt did he have to pull today? As she approached the stall she flug the halter over the small door, it clanged against the wood. Seto half-reared, pretending to be startled.

"Sorry, Zan, I'm just so thrilled," Rae said to the black stallion, "I had no idea that Vick got me a new halter just for you, look!"

Rae showed the halter to Seto, but he didn't move, instead he veiwed it comfortably from where he was standing at a safe distance. It was a very fine halter. It was made out of soft, blue nylon with a bronze nameplate that said Zanzibar engraved on it. She's not going to make me wear that is she?

"I can't wait for you to get better, than you can try it on, and when Reb' and her friends come over, they'll be amazed!" Rae laughed and trotted out of the barn.

Reb'? Who the heck was that? Seto wandered. It sounded probably like another horsey girl like Rae. Maybe her friends were just some kids with the same interest, sort of like Yugi's dorky gang of queer, snot-nosed, dueling monkeys. Now he was going to have to have a replica of them staring at him and drooling like some pre-schoolers at a feild trip to the zoo. Luckily they wouldn't have his painful cuts to poke when they got there. Hopefully they were more mature than that but he doubted it.

Ishizu looked at Seto, she too was wandering what Rae was talking about. Seto gave a snort, reminding her that he wanted to be left alone and so she did. Seto looked out of the bars of his stall for any short, black haired kids looking for his older brother but the barn remained nuetral of any of that except for a stable hand that occasionally would scoop up a pile of manure or shove hay in a horse's stall.

With his patience reaching its limit, Seto thrust his weight on his stall door, startling the mare beside him. The wooden boards and metal bars clattered as Seto's hooves collided with them. His hooves vibrated from the inpact and he tried again, a board flung off the stall door, leaving a gash in the wood.

What are you doing? Ishizu demanded with a curious squeal.

What do you think? asked Seto as the door suffered another collision with his fore feet. I'm getting us out of here!

Ishizu flicked her ears curiously when he mentioned the word "we." It was very ususual for Seto Kaiba to care for others needs, let alone his brother's. Seto shook his head and tried again. He ignored the stifiling pain his sore limbs.

"Zan! No!" a cry came from the end of the barn aisle. Rae rushed to the stallion's stall. "Easy boy! You don't want to hurt yourself again!"

Seto gave an impatient nicker and backed away violently from Rae, he snapped at her with his teeth and lay his ears back. His brown eyes gleamed with fury. His breath was labored with effort. Willy nilly Jeff had followed and whistled in admiration when he saw the plank of wood on the ground and the enormous gash in the stall door.

"You've got yourself a mean one, there, Miss Gilliland." he said.

"Oh, there's not an evil bone in his body! He's just...just...," Rae walked over to pat Zanzibar's neck, "Just...bored, that's all...just bored."

"Well, Victoria said, his wound won't take long, but five days to heal completely," said Jeff, "All he needs is some TLC...well that is...if he wants it." Jeff laughed. Seto's heart seared with annoyance at his laughter. It made him grit his teeth in anger. Rae didn't respond but looked dreamily at Jeff's black eyes as they lit up with amusement.

He's so...I can't describe it...he just has a way with horses that I've never seen in a guy from a place like this before.

"Anyway," Rae continued, "Well, that'll give me just enough time to get him ready for when Rebekka and her friends come, they'll be so amazed! And did you hear? she's bringing Yugi Moto!"

Seto nickered curiously. Yugi?

"Hm...Yugi Moto, isn't he that dude that was in the Kaiba Corp Grand Prix?" asked Jeff.

"Yep! I didn't know he was great friends with Reb!" said Rae.

"Well, ifI had known you liked Duel Monsters I would have asked you to duel earlier." said Jeff.

"You have a deck? I thought all Nevada had was cowboys and horse people!"

"Naw! There's some great duelists here, they even said Seto Kaiba had some headquarters over here, and where no one would have guessed!" said Jeff.

Seto froze at the mention of his name, he wanted to know more! Maybe someone knew he was missing. If Yugi was coming, he would be his one way ticket out of this dump! Yugi knew him. he would surely know it was him! He would make Rae understand and then set him free and he would go home again! But the two had gone on to other things.

"So, how about a duel on Wednesday, Rae?" asked Jeff.

Rae felt a little reluctant, it had been ages since she had dueled, she didn't even know if she still had her deck still.

"I'll think about it!" said Rae with a smile.

"Well, be ready, I may just surprise you." said Jeff his eyes twinkling as his competitive spirit was unleashed.

Seto rolled his eyes with annoyance. Kids and their games! Why couldn't they grow up and take the game seriously for once? Well, if it meant seeing Jeff or Rae's butt kicked...he had front row seats.