Pat Olsen wrote:

                    A Different Viewpoint:  American Vacation: pt 4

    Johnathon slipped out of the bathroom.  He spotted his mother coming
up the hall.

    Clara smiled as she walked up to her son. "Johnathon, when did you
get back?"

    He shrugged.  "Just a minute ago.  Kasumi's going to wash up.  So,
we have any plans today?"

   Clara nodded. "Your father thought we could visit the sights in San
Francisco.  We can drive up, have lunch, visit the waterfront, and
perhaps the aquarium.  Then we can have dinner down on the wharf."

Oooh, the aquarium.  Be sure to get seats right at the front.  You'll
love the orca act.  

    Johnathon smiled. "Sounds fine, we'll get ready."  He went to the
guest room and slipped inside.  He picked out one of Kasumi's nice
dresses, that she tended to wear when they went out, and picked out a
bra and panties to go with it.  Johnathon found Kasumi's nice dress
shoes and took a all that over to the bathroom.  Kasumi glanced

"and too it all over"

nervously at him when he entered.  She had wrapped herself up in a towel
and was sitting on the side of the tub.

    She smiled at him. "I was slightly worried that your mother might
come in on me, until I remembered that she has her own bathroom. "

Why?  Kasumi wouldn't be embarassed about a female family member 
seeing her in the nude.  

    Johnathon nodded easily be. "No problem, it's all shops, museums,

"be"?  

and attractions, the water's all  way below."

    Kasumi's smiled.  "That sounds nice.  I think I'm going to enjoy
this."  Kasumi begin brushing her hair, and thinking.  < Shopping in San
Francisco.  I bet Nabiki would like to be here with us now.>

        ***********************************

    Nabiki was in the Tendo kitchen, washing dishes with 'Auntie'
Nodoka.  < I wish I was in San Francisco with Kasumi and  Akane,
shopping, not playing 'little miss homemaker' with Auntie.>  Nabiki
nodded wordlessly at something Nodoka was saying and thought back over
her previous months earnings.  After school ended, the fees from Ryoga's

"month's"

'tutors' stopped coming in, at least as much.  Two girls were stopping
by once a week to help Ryoga with geography and history.  Most of the
other girls had given up, at least temporarily, having seen firsthand
how helpless Ryoga was around girls in general.  Nabiki figured he was
just too serious.  Either he was head over heels in love, and tongue
tied, or he wasn't interested.  The only 'girl' that had gotten anywhere
with Ryoga had been Ranma when he had been trying to trick Ryoga for one
reason or another.

    Nabiki snorted to herself.  < Heh, the only girl Ryoga did more than
twiddle his thumbs around was Ranma in disguise.  It's hilarious, but
not very profitable for me.  At least he's paying his way  now by taking
over training Ranma's students part time.>  Nabiki sighed.  < If only I
didn't have to baby-sit him so much.  I have to take him everywhere or
he'd get lost and show up next month.>  Nabiki blinked and turned to
Nodoka, who had just called her name sharply. "Um, yes Auntie?"

    Nodoka sighed. "Daydreaming, Nabiki?"  Her face brightened. "Well,
were you thinking about a boy?  Perhaps that nice Hibiki boy that is
staying here?"

    Nabiki blinked again in surprise.  "No, not really...  well I
was...  but not like that...."   Nodoka's smile grew wider as Nabiki
floundered.  Nabiki closed her mouth and fumed, drying the next dish
aggressively.  < Arrgghh!  I can't believe I got tongue tied over
Ryoga!  I don't even like the guy, and I get all embarrassed when Nodoka
catches me thinking about him.  What's wrong with me?>

    Nodoka smiled knowingly and nodded to herself.  < Yes, Nabiki is too
alone.  The Hibiki boy is quite nice.  Perhaps I should have a talk with
his parents....  If they can be found.>  The Saotome matron hummed
happily as she came up with ideas to match Nabiki up with Ryoga.

    Nabiki sighed and went back to thinking about the the day to come.
When she finally finished with the dishes, she went out to the kitchen
to collect the lost boy.  Nabiki had gotten Ryoga down to breakfast that
morning, and had him wait at the table until she was ready to take him
to the dojo.

    "So, Ryoga...."  Nabiki began as she led him to the family training
hall.  "Ranma told you what he wanted you to practice with his class?"

    Ryoga nodded.  "Yeah, but I'm not sure why...."

    Nabiki raised an eyebrow at him.  "Oh?  Something strange about the
lesson for today?"

    Ryoga shrugged.  "Ranma told me to start the girls with weapons
training, Anything Goes style.  Whatever they end up using most often.
He told me to ask them what weapon's they're most likely to be using at
any one time, and then train them with whatever they choose."

    Nabiki blinked again.  "Oh, you mean like umbrellas, spatula's, or
bandanas?"

"spatulas"

    Ryoga nodded.  "Yeah.  Kinda strange, huh?"

    Nabiki rolled her eyes.  "Well, maybe not all that strange."

    Ryoga shrugged.  "If you say so. Ranma's always said before, relying
on a weapon's not a good idea."

Ranma's had his share of weapons form training.  

    She shrugged.  "Whatever.  Maybe that's why he asked you to handle
it?"  Nabiki smirked at the lost boy.  "Anyway... this I gotta see.  So,
what weapon should I use, Ryoga?"

    Ryoga blinked.  "Huh?"

    Nabiki grinned.  "Didn't you know?  I'm part of the class too."

    Ryoga blinked again.  "You are?  Oh yeah, that's right, I remember
now."

    Nabiki shook her head wryly.  "Mind like a steel trap."  She fixed
him with a 'cute' look.  "So, what instrument of destruction do you
recommend for me, oh wise sensei?"

A deck of playing cards.  She could throw them like a bandanna, fan them
and use them as warfans, or just flip 'em into people's eyes.  And she'd
learn enough that the next time the Gambling King showed up, she could 
block his cheats.   

    Ryoga hesitated.  "Um, I don't really know, Nabiki... you're
supposed to pick it out."

    Nabiki frowned to herself.  < He's kidding.... OK, he's not
kidding.  What the heck am I supposed to use?  Heck, why do I need to
know how to use a weapon anyway?>  Nabiki paused.  < For that matter,
why study martial arts at all?  Just because I'm getting into incredible
shape, and all the guys around here seem to like martial artists....>
Nabiki sighed.  < Why do I ask when I already know the answer?  I'm
tired of playing second string to Akane and the rest.  All the
interesting guys either went after Akane, or Ranma, or even Ukyo and
Shampoo.>  Nabiki rolled her eyes.  < Of course, there were a bunch of
idiots in there too, but....>  She sighed.  < Do I really want a
boyfriend that badly?>  Nabiki's shoulders slumped.  < Don't answer
that, girl.  You don't want to know the answer.>

    By the time Ranma's Anything Goes class arrived, Nabiki still had no
idea what weapon she wanted to use.  < Alright, no spatulas or umbrellas
or pompoms....  Hmm, I wonder how Ryoga does that thing with his
bandanas?>  Nabiki led Ryoga to the front of the Dojo and introduced
him.  "Hello everyone, this is Ryoga Hibiki.  He'll be your instructor
today, while Ranma is off in America."

    The students, eleven girls and one man in his early twenties,
bowed.  "Good morning, Sensei!"

    Ryoga put his hand behind his head and chuckled nervously.  "Heh...
hello... Um... I'm here to teach you about... weapons....  Your sensei
left instructions that you were all to choose a weapon, something you
find comfortable or are likely to have around.  Then I'll instruct you
in its use."  The girls looked at each other, then back at him
curiously.

    A short dark haired girl that reminded Ryoga of Akane, (save her
hair seemed to be a dark blue shade rather than black) raised her hand.
"Ryoga sensei, weapons?  What kind of weapons?"

    A slightly shorter girl, with blond hair in two long ponytails
bounced up and down.  "Oh I know!  Like the magic knights!  Are you

"Magic Knights"

going to take us to a big armory and let us choose weapons that we can
borrow?"

    Two women with long dark hair sighed simultaneously, the taller one
snapped at the blond girl.  "Usagi, the isn't a manga!"  The shorter

"this isn't a manga" (it's a fanfic)

dark haired girl just sighed and muttered quietly to herself.

    Ryoga, (and half of the other's present) looked on nervously.  "Um,

"others"

well actually, we don't really have an armory...."

    Nabiki interrupted.  "Sure we do.  It's not much like M.K.R., but
it'll do I think.  I'll show you."  She led the group around the back of
the dojo to a large storage closet attached to it.  "Daddy never throws
this stuff away.  We still have a ton of stuff from when he was teaching
regularly, and a bunch of weird stuff that got left around since Ranma
showed up."  

Or Nabiki could use a yo-yo.  Go for that Sukeban Deka dealie.

Nabiki opened the closet.  "Just remember, ladies and

gentlemen, you break it, you buy it."

    Michiru, a girl around Nabiki's age and Haruka, (Who Ryoga had
originally mistaken for a boy) picked out a pair of bokken from the

How did Ryoga figure out that Haruka wasn't a boy?  

jumble of equipment.

    Ryoga noted this.  "Have you two done any Kendo?"  They nodded.

"kendo"

    Michiru spoke up.  "We took a class together, although it's more
Haruka's thing."

    Ryoga nodded.  "OK, warm up, and do some sparring.  I'll jump in
when I've got an idea where you're at."  They nodded and he turned back
to the others.

    An older woman, with long dark green hair, selected an iron shod
staff and stepped back.  "This will do, Hibiki sensei."

Hah!  My sword cost a whole dollar!

    Ryoga looked interested.  "Have you used a staff like this before
Ms...."

    "Sestuna."  She replied.  "Something similar, yes."

"Setsuna"

    Ryoga was about to ask where she had learned when his youngest
student, a girl that appeared to be around twelve years old, came up
with a Bisentio that towered over her.  "Is this OK, Hibiki sensei?"

I don't think that the names of weapons have to be capitalised just because
they are in a foreign language.

    Ryoga blinked.  "Um, it seems a little large for you... are you sure
you can handle it?"

    "I'm Hotaru."  She announced quietly.  "I am sure, sensei."

    Ryoga hesitated.  "Well...."

    Setsuna nodded reassuringly.  "Hotaru will be fine, I'm sure, Hibiki
sensei.  Let her try it out."

    Ryoga shrugged.  "Sure... why not?"  He turned back to his other
students.

    The tall man with the short hair, the only male student currently in
the class, had been contemplating the closet.  Finally he shrugged,
reached in and pulled out a black cane.

Cheater!  Cheater!

    Nabiki blinked.  < I don't remember that being in there.>

    Ryoga walked over and gestured at the cane.  "Any particular style?"

    The taller man nodded.  "Fencing, European style.  I didn't see a
broadsword in there, but this will do."

You don't fence with broadswords as such, but with sabres, epees and foils.
(And of course singlesticks).

    Ryoga nodded.  "Whatever works, Mr...."

    "Mamoru."  The taller man answered.  "Mamoru Chiba, nice to meet
you."

    Ryoga nodded again.  "I know some fencing.... I should be able to
help you out.  Why don't you warm up for awhile and I'll spar with you a
bit later."

    Mamoru nodded and Ryoga went back to his other students.  The taller
of the two girls with long black hair was eyeing a Daikyu (longbow)
along the back wall.

    Ryoga walked up to her and nodded at it.  "Have you practiced
archery before?"

    She shook her head.  "Not really... at least, not with one of
those...."

    Ryoga shrugged.  "I'm afraid I only know the basics myself... but if
you want, I'll show you what I know."

    The girl nodded.  "Thank you.... Oh, by the way, I'm Rei."

    Ryoga smiled.  "Nice to meet you, Rei.  Take your time getting used
to it."

    The short haired girl that resembled Akane superficially was
inspecting some of the more unusual weapons.  "Hmm, these look like
rhythmic gymnastic supplies."

    A medium sized girl with long straight blond hair moved over.
"Really?  Let me see, Ami."  The blond rifled through the selection and
came out with a club.  "Here Usagi, try this!"  She tossed it to the
blond with pony tails.

    Usagi caught the club with both hands and made a few experimental
passes with it.  "Well, OK, if you think so, Minako."  Usagi pretended
it was her moon scepter and swung it around a bit.

    Ryoga noticed the obviously patterned movement and walked over.  "Do
you do rhythmic gymnastic martial arts?"

    Usagi looked surprised.  "No way!  I've never even heard of it!"

    Ryoga pointed at the club.  "That's one tool for it.  I can show you
how to use it properly."

    Usagi blinked.  "There's another way?"

Haruka:  I can show you how to use it improperly...

    Minako pulled out a gymnastic ribbon and twirled it.  "Hey, Hibiki
sensei, is this a weapon?"

    Ryoga turned to look and nodded.  "Absolutely, I can show you how to
use that pretty quickly.  I've already trained two others in that
technique."

    Minako grinned.  "Cool!"

    Ami looked thoughtful.  "Do you do spirals with it?"

    Ryoga blinked.  "Um... yeah.  That's one way...."

    Ami nodded and picked up a second ribbon.  "Then I'll try this one
as well."

    A tall girl with brown hair was digging through the pile
methodically.  "No, no... not this...."

    Rei called back to her.  "Makoto, can't find anything?"

    Makoto shook her head.  "Not yet!"  She picked up what appeared to
be a garter lined with guitar picks, like a miniature bandoleer.  "What
is this for?  Oh well...."  Her hand brushed against something and
Makoto reflexively grabbed it.  It was stuck in back but Makoto had a
sudden feeling.  She pulled free a large oaken staff, over an inch and a
half in diameter and weighing almost seven or eight pounds.  "Hmm...."
Makoto mused.  "This just seems to feel right."

I mean, as long as you don't have any stone clubs.  

    Ryoga came up and eyed the staff.  "Not a bad choice."  Makoto
turned to him and Ryoga was slightly surprised to find her looking him
in the eye, being just his height.  He gazed into those eyes for a
moment before looking back at the staff.  "It looks a bit heavy, but you
look like you can handle it.  Have you used a staff before?"

    Makoto shook her head slowly, a dazed smile on her face from Ryoga's
looking into her eyes.  "Not like this... but I just know you can teach
me how to use it...."

    Ryoga blinked at her lowered tone of voice and nodded slowly.
"Sure... why don't I help you and Setsuna-san with the basics...."

    Minako giggled quietly and elbowed Usagi.  "Just like her old
boyfriend I bet, huh Usagi-chan?"  Her voice was a low whisper, but just
loud enough for Makoto to hear.  She blushed and turned to glare back at
Minako.

    Ryoga shook his head in incomprehension and turned to his last two
students.  "Do I know you from somewhere?"  Both girls were short busty
teenagers, perhaps around his age.  Both had long black hair, and there

What, no white hair for Artemis?  Too bad.  

was something familiar about them.  "Ryoga eyed the one on the left.  "I

could swear we've met before...."

    The young woman hesitated, then blushed slightly.  "Do you say that
to all your female students, Ryoga sensei?"

Ryoga:  Only the ones I've seen naked!

    Ryoga's eyes went a bit wide and he started to stammer and blush.
"No!  It's just... I'd swear... I mean I thought... well you see....."

    The young woman smiled faintly and decided to let him off easily.
"I'm Diana... and yes, I do believe we met... briefly... before."

    Ryoga shrugged helplessly.  "Well, I do meet a lot of people that
way... briefly that is."  He turned to the other girl.  "So, have you
two found any weapons?"

    The other short black haired girl nodded.  "Yep.  Check this out."
She brought up her hands.  Strapped to the back was a pair of wrist
claws Mousse had left behind.  "Oh, you can call me Atlanta, if you
want."

"Atalanta" if she's naming herself after the athlete, rather than the
city.

    Ryoga nodded.  "OK, Atlanta."  He started to turn to 'Diana' then
turned back.  "Do you...?"  He shook his head.  "Never mind."  Ryoga
turned to Diana again.  "And you?  Did you find anything?"  Diana
hesitated, then picked up a pair of clawed armored gauntlets.  "These
look like they belong to someone... but...."

    Ryoga shrugged.  "I bet Nabiki will let you borrow them."

    The mercenary girl in question stood up.  "Whoa, I forgot about
those... want them?  I'll sell them cheap."

    Diana hesitated.  "Well, I should see if they suit me first."  She
tried on the gauntlets and was surprised when they fit.  "They're just a
little big.  I'm amazed that they are so close to my size."

    Nabiki shrugged.  "We get a lot of Chinese Amazons through here.
That one must have been around your size."

    Diana blinked.  "Oh."

    Ryoga moved around, checking up on everyone.  "Alright, let's go
back inside.  I'll work with each of you in order."

    Ryoga watched Michiru and Haruka spar, then stopped them to give
them some pointers.  He brought out his umbrella and fenced with
Mamoru.  After disarming the older man, Ryoga sent him to practice with
Haruka and Michiru.  Setsuna was demonstrating with the staff for
Makoto.  Ryoga watched for a minute, nodded and went to Minako and Ami.
He borrowed a ribbon and began demonstrating basic techniques.  Minako
seemed to catch on very quickly.

    Ryoga commented on it.  "You're had some experience?"

    Minako grinned.  "Well, with something similar."

Apart from that, Minako has studied mundane gymnastics.  

    Ami stuck to it, learning steadily.  Ryoga left Minako with some
pointers and asked her to coach Ami.  He went on to Usagi and gestured
to the club.  "Why don't you show me that thing you were doing before?"

    Usagi blinked.  "That?  Oh, I was just fooling around, really...."

    Ryoga smiled encouragingly.  "It's OK, I saw the beginning of
something there... do it again."

    Usagi bit her lip and nodded.  "Well, OK...."  She started waving
the club around in a graceful pattern, then another.

    Ryoga watched her intently then snapped his fingers.  "Sailor Moon!"

    Usagi's eyes went wide in shock.  "What?  Me?  No...  no I...."

    Ryoga grinned.  "You're a Sailor Moon fan, aren't you?  I recognized
those moves."

    Usagi blinked.  "Ah... Oh... right...."  I guess you could say I'm a
fan... Sailor Moon is pretty cool, isn't she?"

    Ryoga nodded.  "Yeah, a bit clumsy..."  (Usagi started to turn
red.)  "... but she's a real hero alright."  (Usagi blinked and smiled
at that.)  Ryoga continued obliviously.  "Anyway, those moves are a good
start.  You seem to have them down pretty good.  With a little training,
you could modify them a bit to parry and strike.  That's one benefit of
a practiced move, you can do them without really thinking about it."
Ryoga tilted his head at Usagi.  "You must be a really big fan, learning
how to imitate her like that... you've even got your hair kinda like
hers...."  He chuckled.  "Anyway, let me show you what I mean.  Start
that first move again."

    Usagi blinked.  "Like this?"  She began to swing the club and Ryoga
swung his umbrella at her head.  The club came up to block well in
advance.

    Ryoga smiled.  "And the second one, keep going."  He swung again
from the other side and Usagi managed to block again, then came around
and tagged Ryoga in the head.

    Usagi yelled and dropped the club.  "Oh my gosh!  Did I hurt you?
I'm sorry I'm so sorry!"

    Ryoga shook his head, still grinning.  "I'm fine, you see?  You
blocked my strike and countered, automatically!  You've got the moves,
you just have to know when to use them."  Ryoga felt the hair on the
back of his head go on end and he quickly looked around.  The little
girl, Hotaru, had stopped doing the complex looking kata she had been
performing with the bisentio, and was now staring at him, the weapon
pointed at his heart.

    Suddenly Hotaru blinked and the feeling of menace went away.  "Oh,
Ryoga sensei, you taught Usagi-san some new moves?"

    Ryoga nodded.  "Yes, Hotaru chan, but I've been neglecting you long
enough.  Why don't you show me that kata you were doing...."

    Ryoga began instructing Hotaru, and off to one side, Rei started to
breath again.  She had been watching when Ryoga had swung at Usagi, and
her heart had nearly stopped.  Then, amazed at Usagi's defense and
counter attack, she had nearly missed Saturn going into kill mode.  Rei
wiped her brow nervously and waited her turn with Ryoga.

<Shrug>  Saturn probably couldn't have killed him without transforming 
first.  

    Ryoga worked for a few minutes with Hotaru, first encouraging her to
attack him while he blocked, then getting her to block while he lightly
attacked her with his umbrella.

    He nodded after a bit.  "Very good, Hotaru chan.  Your technique is
flawless, except...."  He frowned.  "Attack me."  She did so and Ryoga
deflected the blow and counter attacked, his umbrella tip stopping an
inch from her forehead.  "You leave yourself wide open when you attack.
If your opponent survives your first strike, they can hit you quite
easily."  He stepped back.  "Now defend!"  He started to slowly swing at
the girl.  "Your defense is good, too... but you don't leave opening to
attack with.  You have to be able to counter strike, or your opponent
will just wear down your guard."

    Hotaru blinked and looked like she wanted to explain something, then
simply nodded.  "Yes, sensei."

    Ryoga smiled.  "Don't get me wrong, you're really very good.  A
little more practice, and you'll be even better."

    He waved Setsuna over.   "Spar with Hotaru chan, will you
Setsuna-san?"  Ryoga walked over to Makoto, she was practicing the moves
Setsuna had shown her.  "Hmm, that's pretty good for a start, keep
practicing those moves until I get back."

    Ryoga walked over to Rei.  "Let's set you up a target in the yard. I
believe Tendo-san knows the great bow.  I'll ask him to get you
started."

Gee, would Rei even have the muscle to draw one?  

    Ryoga took Rei around to Soun and got him to assist Rei, then went
back to the dojo to check up on Diana and Atlanta.  The two girls were
sparring lightly with their new weapons.  Ryoga was surprised by their
level of skill.  (Although not as much as he had been at Hotaru.)

    Ryoga clapped politely.  "Hey, that's pretty good!  Have you two
studied any Kung-fu?  That looks a bit like tiger, or leopard style...."

    Diana blinked.  "Um....  It just comes naturally, I believe."

    Ryoga raised an eyebrow.  "Well, if you say so.... You two seem to
have some grasp of claw strikes, so we'll work on your blocks."  The
bandana clad martial artist showed them a basic set of blocks, and
instructed them to practice them for the rest of the class.  Then he
began going around the class again, instructing, correcting and advising
his students on their individual weapons.

    Ryoga came around to Nabiki after making sure everyone was busy.
"Nabiki, have you chosen a weapon yet?"

    Nabiki shrugged.  "It's not really my thing.  I'm not in this to
learn how to bash peoples brains in, after all."  The middle Tendo girl
looked around at the other students.  "Looks like a bunch of aspiring
Amazons.  Ryoga, have you noticed anything strange about this group?  I
mean, they all seem pretty good already....  Isn't it a bit weird?"

    Ryoga blinked.  "Really?  Why do you say that?"

    Nabiki sighed.  "Never mind, Ryoga, I guess it's pretty normal for
around here."

    Ryoga shrugged.  "I guess so.  So, are you going to try out a
weapon?"

    Nabiki frowned thoughtfully.  "I'll think about it.  Maybe something
will catch my eye later."

    Ryoga nodded.  "Whatever you want, Nabiki.  It's completely up to
you."

    Ryoga went back to his other students, correcting Makoto's form,
starting Usagi on a different move, advising Ami on a technique.  Many
of his students watched him whenever he was elsewhere.  Minako kept
looking at him speculatively, while 'Atlanta' seemed a bit annoyed.
Makoto was getting into her 'old boyfriend' mode, comparing Ryoga
favorably to her old classmate.  Rei was comparing him to Yuuichiro, and
the long haired shrine disciple wasn't looking so great at the moment.

Let's face it, he never did look that good...

    Ami even had a speculative look on her face concerning their current
sensei.  < I believe I am feeling an... attraction to Ryoga sensei.  He
is older than me, but only by a year or so....>  Ami weighed the
positive and negative factors.  < He's brave, and strong... if anyone
would be relatively safe if a monster attacked, it would be him.  His is
honorable.  I could even tell him of my senshi identity, although I
don't know how he would react.  He is also, very attractive....>  Ami
attempted to control her blush.  < When did I start thinking like this?
On the down side, his Jusenkyo curse is a problem, although not a
serious one, unless he gets splashed in front of either of my
parents....>

    Nabiki looked thoughtful.  < Well, whatever it is, I'll find it
out.>  She shrugged, glancing at the rest of the students.  < That
Mamoru Chiba is a hunk and a half.  Too bad Usagi seems to have him tied

down already.  Michiru and Haruka are pretty obviously a couple.  What

Blank line.  

is it about cross dressers around here anyway?  Maybe I should introduce
them to Ukyo.>  Nabiki chuckled.  < Maybe not.  Ukyo seems to know
enough cross dressers already.>

    Nabiki went back to evaluating her classmates.  < Setsuna-san is a
mystery, except she seems to watch over everyone... she's not related to
any of the younger girls... I think.  Perhaps she's an aunt or
something.  Hotaru is... spooky.  I couldn't believe the way she used
that bisentio.  It's like she's trained with it for years, but I've
never seen that style before.  The way she looked at Ryoga when he was
practicing with Usagi.... I wonder what was going though her head?>

Actually I think you could just as easily skip Nabiki's internal thoughts
about the ladies.  They aren't especially revelatory.  

 Setsuna shook her head.  "He has not been informed of your or
Artemis's curse, although he was aware of our recent return to the Dark
kingdom."

   Luna sighed.  "Oh well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let him know,
as long as he doesn't want to start experimenting on me."

   Hotaru giggled.  "Poppa wouldn't do that, Luna, don't worry!"

   Luna smiled.  :"Of course not, Hotaru-chan."

Stray colon.  

   Hotaru continued blithely.  "He'll be busy with his current
experiment until tomorrow at least!"

   Luna blinked.  "Oh...."

   In Mamoru Chiba's car, Ami, Makoto and Minako were talking about the
class, and more importantly, the new instructor, Ryoga Hibiki.  Mamoru

I think we know who the instructor is.  

and Artemis tried not to pay too much attention.  While Mamoru was
simply disinterested, Artemis was starting to feel a bit jealous, and
was disliking the feeling.

"uninterested"

   Minako acknowledged that with a wry chuckle.  "Alright.  The person
I'm involved with I've know for almost four years now, and has been one
of my best friends during that time."

"known"

  Artemis's mind flashed a thousand warnings.  < Don't say it!  Don't
tell them!>  But the cat turned girl couldn't speak.  Finally she
lowered her head.  "You... you might as well just them, Minako-chan."

"just them"?  Sounds kinky.

   Minako nodded, smiling brightly.  "You're right, lover.  Everyone...
the person I'm involved with is... Artemis."

Not as unprecedented as one might think.  Artemis assumes human form in
the manga and a possible closer relationship is intimated there as well.
And of course, it is revealed that the four legged feline form that 
Artemis and Luna have is not what the people from their planet usually
look like.