"What do you mean you can't see? I'm practically blinded by your great, big but-"
"Shh! She's moving!"
The two amphibians jostled and argued for a better view of the woman down on the bank. There was no doubt she was a very attractive lady. Her curly blond fell down to her shoulders, and she wore a pink scarf slung around her arms. The black shihakusho she was wearing was quite low-cut, but she still had a katana at her waist.
"I wonder why she's here anyways," pondered Frog. "I mean, there are a lot of nicer streams around. No one even comes here anymore."
"That's right!" Toad agreed enthusiastically. "Maybe she's here to bath-"
A loud thwack rang through the riverside.
"Pervert! Shut up!"
"Well, it could happen…" muttered Toad, rubbing his nicely black-and-blue head."
"Yeah right. Oh look! Someone else is coming!"
"Good lord, I don't like the looks of that man, with his slitty little eyes, and that wide smile. He's creepy."
"Ditto on that. I wonder what he's doing- AAUGH! My innocence!"
"My eyes! They're burning! I'm being blinded! Again!"
The two Shinigami had begun to kiss, very passionately, and the poor amphibians were struck dumb with horror. Except their mouths, obviously.
"Holy croap, what if they find us?"
"Let's get out of here. Quickly."
The two friends silently crept away, permanently scarred and shaking at the mere thought of what they had just witnessed. They were never the same again.
Lesson be learned, kids. Never spy on people wearing all black, and especially if they have their mouths glued together.