Hazama stared into Chickzama's eyes. His facade gone, his madness quelled, if only for a moment. With her his guard drops. The only time he can be at a moment's peace. He wrestled with the madness, but with her he can at least show something almost human, something almost resembling affection. He grasps her hand. Words are entirely unnecessary at this point, and would only kill the mood. It didn't need to be, said, and by all means he probably couldn't bring himself to say it. Yet it was still understood. They spent this eternity in bliss.
Finally, Hazama removed his fedora and tried to mumble something out.
"Chickzama, I'm... I'm really not one for mincing words. I won't ever say this again, so make sure you listen well the first time."
Chickzama's whole body tensed at this. Oh how she longed to hear these words! The moment she had long fantasized about was happening before her, and it couldn't be any more beautiful if she planned it herself.
"Ahem, Chickzama, I think I... well I just may be in lo-"
His words were suddenly cut off by a loud crash. A window above and to the left of them shattered, glass shards raining everywhere. A man, hurled forth by a vigorous sweet ass drop kick that I swear to god was the sweetest fucking thing ever you guys, burst from the window. He landed on the ground, his landing skill belittling just how inebriated he actually was. Chickzama looked at the intruder. A man, dressed in nothing saved for badly ripped pants and a handsomely rugged bespectacled face, adorn with a wry, sarcastic, some may say shit eating smile. She turned to Hazama. He was looking away, searching for something unseen on the ground. Her face slowly dropped, her mouth beginning to open in horror.
The man adjusted his glasses and took another swig from a flask he procured from nowhere, and stared Hazama down. The normally fearsome and psychotic beast wouldn't return his gaze. Only two words exited the mysterious man's lips.
"Hazama sucks"
Hazama's face sunk further, Chickzama let out a stifled sob, and the man laughed before running out, as enigmatic as he came. Hazama dropped Chickzama's hands and left. Chickzama was left sobbing.
"No...no... what about our moment..." she cried at the world.
Suddenly the man ran back in.
"「It never happened. 」" Then he was gone, as if he was a work of fiction the whole time.