"Forte." The voice called. "Forte?"
"mmm?" Forte asked. "I don't wanna belong to you…" Senses started operating. He felt the…cream on his back, someone rubbing it in, mimicking how he did it…was it him?
"No…" he said, struggling to get up. I can't heal myself…
"Shh. Forte, it's alright," the voice responded. "Rock's there. He's healing both of us."
"Gospel…" Forte's mind woke up. "You merged?" Gospel stood before him, in a human form. Alas, the entire situation cannot be described, and as a result, neither can Gospel's human-like pose.
"You were dying. Rock couldn't take you to Wily." Gospel sat Forte in a mind-chair. "Now…Explain to me what's going on."
"We're going to separate unless our minds merge," Forte warned.
"Too bad. Explain."
"No." Forte leapt up and merged with Gospel's mind. The transformed Gospelboost lay back, allowing Rock to rub in the cream into the wound.
"You were changing colors for a long time," Rock commented. "I thought you were going to separate." He cheerfully continued.
"What's that music?" Gospelboost asked, curious. "I've only heard it once…"
"Artistic," Rock replied. "You and I have some common tastes. Or you stole it from Light's lab, thinking it was a data CD."
"Rock…" the voice trailed off. "Thank you."
Rock nodded. "You've been out for a day. People were knocking…" he sighed.
"I'm not totally Forte, Rock."
"I know." Rock went back to working, and Gospelboost sat, thinking under the entire mood "musicness". This feels like something…from somewhere…long ago… Or something I never have had…
"I'll revert back now. Forte will be tense."
Rock stood back as Forte and Gospel split apart. Forte suddenly sat up, pain seething through his chest as he did so. "The knife…"
"It's okay, Forte," Rock said, pushing Forte back down gently. "I put it back. Honestly."
Forte nodded, and then looked at the pillow. The rules had all changed now… it was either Rockman's total submission, or his total obliviation. He drifted into sleep as Rock was there, silently messaging his back.
It kinda felt good. He sighed, placing his elbows on t he floor. Gospel nuzzled his arms. Forte mouthed the words to the songs silently. "Call my name…"