Drained

A/N: You guys do love Veneta I'm so pleased that you would take her in. Makes me wonder how her story will work out because I haven't decided how that will play out fully but she's not going to just vanish and die on you all. I have something for her :)

You guys are all awesome, thanks for reading, i'm happy I can do a proper B/V in my own way that you all enjoy. Well I hope to answer more questions and appreciate you guys for joining me on the ride.

"Phoenix offered a bow before his visor turned a shade of red and looked back at the three doctors he had gathered, two of which had come with minor coercion, the third had taken the destruction of a few buildings to get his co-operation. Lady Bulma wouldn't be harmed in anyway, he would assure of that. His commands issued to the mechanical sentinels as they pushed the three towards the main installation, all of their eyes glowing red and large blades hanging out exposed from their wrists.

Once they reached the room where their Queen was staying, Phoenix directed them inside, though he remained outside there was an even more fervent protector of Bulma. The more feisty Veneta. She'd put a small covering over Bulma's figure so that they would dare look upon her mother with any ill thoughts. Those inside were all too familiar with Vegeta's known infamy even with the promise of credits for their services, many still did not trust the saiyan prince, his reputation far preceded any ideas of their duties.

"When the three entered the room, the sentinels took positions in a circle around the bed, their red eyes still glowing as they scanned and followed every movement carefully. The large quadruped stood with a massive frame and two massive Trillium spikes now jutting off from his arm, he had punched a wall with the force shot out from those metal clips exploded the rest of the building and fired two holes another hundred yards just from the shockwave of their release. Of course, they all saw a woman sleeping on the bed and with a little girl whose black hair and tail confirmed a female saiyan. Veneta's head turned to them and she waved them over. "Hello! Come in!"

The doctors looked at each other before nodding. "Is this… "her?" they had no idea what to call her other than Vegeta's mate but even then, they didn't want to offend their host.

Veneta stood up on the bed, still nude in all her glory, as she nodded her head. "This is lady Bulma! Are you the people Vegeta brought to help her get better?" Veneta was aware of what Vegeta had done, and it made her so happy to hear that he was doing this for Bulma. She was sure the way he just stayed away from Bulma was probably because he just didn't want to get upset because he couldn't do anything; she agreed that he needed to get stronger as well.

One of the doctors cleared his throat, his white hair in a thick patch above his head. "If we may get started? I do not wish to remain here longer than necessary."

Veneta pouted her lips and nodded, she drew back the sheets where Bulma was softly breathing with a slightly redder face. The doctor who identified himself as Merell, he had learned that she was pregnant from Phoenix and was suffering from an unknown illness. He had his bag of supplies with him as he pulled out his otoscope and checked her pulse, the other female doctor gave in and approached the other side and felt her forearm and brushed a hand along her temple.

"Her condition, she is weak," The female doctor said, her eyes closed. Keeping her composure as she felt the intense glares focused on her.

"When was the last time she ate?" Merell asked, he noticed that her body was much thinner than would be acceptable for most creatures. Any pregnant woman needed to be fuller. Gaining weight was a necessity and saiyans were especially a child that required her to be well fed. With the facility, she was in there would be no reason that she could not find an acceptable source of nutrition.

Veneta shrugged her shoulders, "It has been at least five days, she's been too weak and sleeping for us to feed her." She answered honestly,

"I see," The female doctor said with a sigh. She looked at Veneta whose eyes were looking at Bulma with surprising worry and concern. "Is she a relative of yours?" She dared ask.

Veneta shook her head. "She is my mommy."

The three doctors all were shocked to hear those words. She had no saiyan resemblance, no traits of physiology that would make her be a saiyan and yet she spoke those words with a certainty.

Shioma the female doctor cleared her throat before giving Veneta a smile. "You are the one capable of preparing meals for her correct?" The girl nodded, "Would you prepare some herbs and mineral water, it will help her stomach and ability to keep food down."

"Okay! I shall be back!" She exclaimed as the female doctor wrote out her list for her to follow. "I'll be back, Phoenix make sure momma doesn't get hurt!" She almost shot out of the room with such haste to begin working.

Shioma wasn't sure if it would do much, she was fairly clueless herself. A being that was fine physically, but under a mysterious illness. Eating would allow the body to better for her energy and overall state of health.

Merell thought of another possibility, with this being a mixture of species there could be something polluting her body. Foreign organisms could often be seen as intruders and the body could be fighting back against her unborn child. The result could be why she was so sick. "Perhaps a blood sample, with such different genetics there could be a problem with the different DNA." The other doctors gave him a thinking look and nodded at the merit of his response.

It wasn't inconceivable, and the doctor went to his handbag and pulled out a syringe, but before he could even take a step towards Bulma the large quadruped stepped in between them. His visor clearing glowing red as he placed a wary hand over Bulma.

"There will be none of that, this species is already capable of having offspring. You will not harm her in anyway."

Merell closed his eyes, shaking his head. "This has to be done, if we are to help her we need to look at her more closely," He examined the way the large spikes off the side of his hand were slowly sliding out and extending nearly two feet past his arm. The threat wasn't one to be ignored.

Phoenix would not let anyone do anything to harm Lady Bulma; if they required anything from her than he would be the one to do it, not them. "Then I will draw her blood, but it will not yield you any results. I have checked her many times," He announced pulling back his spikes with a bang, his large hand pressed over Bulma's arm as a small tendril no bigger than a hair came out and touched directly to her elbow.

"Give me that." He ordered as the doctor handed him the small syringe, he pulled away the metal needle and affixed his tendril to the bottle and in no short order it was filled with her blood.

"May we look it over somewhere," he asked trying to avoid the large machines clear threatening posture.

The red glare shifted and flashed, the other five sentinels' flashed with his orders being sent. He would give them some time, but he did not wish for Vegeta to wait. "We have a facility, we will escort you. Make your work quick." The tone he used meant there would be no arguments and they would have to work quickly.

Merell was a little shaken by the aggression in his tone, but nodded. "We'll be brief. But we need to understand what is going on. Clearly whatever is on the surface is not something that we can understand unless we see more."

Phoenix only gestured, "I suggest you get started." He said as the three doctors were escorted down to the labs. He would remain until Veneta's return, then he would gather up the doctors and have an answer for Vegeta. He did not trust other fleshlings, Vegeta and Lady Bulma were the exception of course.

Vegeta had woken him from stasis, a cold hell where he was trapped within this shell of a body. He had come to enjoy his home, and the fact he could no longer feel things. He looked back to lady Bulma and redressed her sheets and fluffed her pillow. His scans could already see a drop in her bodies temperature, her lack of sweat was also visible, she she was still very warm.

"I'm back! I have it!" Veneta came running back with a tray in hand, her balance impeccable as expected as she stopped and looked around. Curiously wondering where everyone was.

"Gone, bring her drink here, I believe you should make sure your mother is drinking it." He answered her concern and gestured for her to come over, his size and appearance a striking sight for outsiders.

Veneta set it down beside her bed, and sat Bulma upright agaisnt the headboard, being very careful with all her movements as she gently tipped her head backward. With a pull against her lips she gently poured a small amount of liquid into her mouth. So engrossed with how much she was putting in, she stayed perfectly silent until the entire cup was gone. Veneta knew with a baby on the way she'd need more food, it was necessary for a healthy child. She'd make sure some dried food was brought up and slipped for her.

"Don't worry momma I won't let anything happen, she said settling Bulma back down on the sheets before pulling herself against her. She was in a modest embrace even if Bulma wasn't doing it. WIth her head tucked against Bulma's neck and her small arms pressed around her waist Veneta wanted her mommy to wake up, she wanted to be loved.

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"It is not a serious problem, they found her body is being drained of all its natural energy. Her weakness is from her lack of her bodies ability to maintain the energy for growth of the child. She needs an outside source," explained Phoenix to Vegeta as he saw off the three doctors who had done as they were told and left with their lives and a bit of money.

Vegeta had subtly been monitoring her ki and had begun to assume that since it was so low that it might be a cause but this was not exactly the answer he was wanting. He didn't want to be near the woman, she was the reason for his loss of control. He didn't have time to keep babysitting her. He sighed in annoyance, then dismissed Phoenix.

Weakness, drained, and tired.

Vegeta growled, those feelings were already surfacing. "I won't do it."

Someone is there, but she needs more. She wants to feel warmth.

"I am not a slave to her emotions! I will have her taken care of but I will not do it!"

The more he struggled and tried to push away these thoughts the more insistent they became. He had to become a super-saiyan; the woman was not his fucking problem.

Weak, so weak, and hungry.

"Damnit! Veneta can care of those things."

He didn't enjoy his servant spending all her time around her, but he wouldn't deprive her of it. She was still helping him by helping her, so he wouldn't remove her from Bulma's side; not yet anyway.

"Please… Someone help me"

Her voice slapped him mentally in the mind. She was calling out for help, but he was the only person that could hear her. He didn't want anymore problems, but he had no feelings for her, if she wanted attention than Veneta would give it to her.

"Mom, Dad, Goku… Yam-"

Vegeta's mouth contorted into a snarl, as his muscles tensed, his pupils widened. Falling to his knees Vegeta acted like an animal as his primal instincts pushed back into him. His mate was calling out for another male! She would not dare!

He headed towards Bulma's room, a part of him angry and the other betrayed, all he had done was try to care for her. Yet this was how she was to respond to his aid was to call out to those who were not him?

When he opened the doors, he spotted Bulma still asleep and Veneta tucked away in her arms on the bed. He snorted, as he walked inside, stirring Veneta from her thoughts as she pulled back and looked at Vegeta a huge smile on her face. "Prince Vegeta!"

He could see Bulma was still exhausted and she didn't even stir as Vegeta reached the side of the bed. She would remain there unless he acted, perhaps she might understand that he was still here for her, that she might realize that he needed her and she him. "Veneta, move so I can fix my mate." He said simply as his servant scooted off to the side allowing him access to her.

Veneta was excited, so Vegeta could help her, she was wondering just what he was going to do. The prince looked different as she watched his posture and expression, but that was still Vegeta she knew that for certain. Her worries she knew were unfounded, he was here to help her. He wouldn't hurt her, besides he was going to be a daddy with Bulma. She sat on her bottom as Vegeta knelt on the bed.

Once settled Vegeta drew both of his palms out and placed them both down on Bulma's stomach, "You are there son." He spoke trying to communicate with his unborn offspring. He felt Bulma's body shake slightly but she remained unconscious. He had to focus, his son's ki while on the surface appeared normal was fluctuating erratically, he was under tremendous stress as he needed energy. "I am here,"

Slowly his hands began to glow, and with a gentle touch he pushed his energy left his fingers and flowed directly into Bulma's body, his eyes focused wholly on her belly. He ignored everything else, Bulma winced and groaned as his power was being fed to their child. But, this was what was required. Bulma needed a stronger ki, her body just could not produce enough of it to satisfy their son. He needed food and energy, both of which his mother was failing to provide, while he was with her his aura and power naturally went to his unborn son.

It was the reason for her somewhat recovery then quick fall, as the further he was from her the less of his energy their son got to have from him.

"Son, do not fight me." He almost commanded out loud, he looked down as the small power inside was unsure of the foreign presence though it might be his fathers the stress the child was under was not allowing him to accept the intrusion so easily. Though as he focused he overwhelmed his son's ki and his own was able to finally push through and feed him. Vegeta's mind felt his son, even as young and undeveloped as he was, the blood of his father was recognized and finally submitted.

Veneta stood there her teeth biting her bottom lip as she watched what was going on, she was so curious but Vegeta was focusing so hard. His intensity was great and Veneta's as well they did not notice the flutter of blue eyes as they slowly saw the world return to her.

Once again, Bulma was shocked as she woke up as she felt warmth all through her body but it was for a wholly different reason as she saw Vegeta and felt him touching her stomach. Her mind kicked into fight or flight immediately as she was in bed still, and she saw the expression on his face. She shoved backwards rolling just enough away to shock Vegeta's trance as the connection with his son ended abruptly. "Get your hands off me!" She yelled, her heart racing.

His head looked at her and she knew instantly which Vegeta she was dealing with, those big eyes that seemed only to stare at her. "Momma you're-!" The voice was cut off as Vegeta placed a hand in front of her.

"Leave, I shall take care of her, she's not recovered enough."

"But I-" His glare came at her and Veneta's expression dropped but she nodded and slid down the bed. The awkward moment continued until the door closed and black stared into blue once more. A sneer took over Vegeta's expression as he pounced on her, his hand covering her mouth, Bulma bit into the hand of his skin but the effect was minimal. He pressed his face closer to hers so that she might see the hurt and betrayal in his eyes.

"Again you defy me, you even called out for the weakling in your sleep, the one who cheated on you and lied to you!" He growled as she glared back at him. "If you ever say his name again… Bitch you will regret my punishment do you understand?" He said pulling his hand away ignoring the small puncture wounds on his flesh.

"Or you will do what?" She challenged, she had no idea of what had transpired but she wasn't going to ever let Vegeta talk down to her.

Vegeta growled at her, his fangs exposed as he was still very close, the reverberation from his chest was felt in hers. "Why do you continue to defy me? I do everything for you. I care about you, and I healed you because you are so weak and cannot even give my son enough energy to live. It's for that very reason you are sick and weak, our son is taking everything that you do not have. Yet no matter what I do all I get from you is this-!" His serious expression in his eyes as he finally tore himself away, so sick of looking into the eyes of his hurtful mate.

Bulma scoffed before managing to push herself up, she felt weak but the sickness had gone down considerably. "You are nothing to me Vegeta, I don't owe you a damn thing and if I hurt your feelings too fucking bad cause you continue to treat me like shit!" She said, her voice raspy. He did not own her, he only took her against her will and claimed to own her.

She heard his molars grinding together as his aura began to slowly rise around him, "You really think that I'm hurting you? That I-I AM NOTHING!" He roared his hand firing out and grabbing her shoulder making her almost cry out in pain. His hand shaking her against the back of headboard.

She could tell he was in pissed or what might happen as a result of her actions, but she would never cower in front of Vegeta. Try and break her will and spirit all he wanted he would never have Bulma Briefs brought to heel before him. She swallowed fighting through the pain. "I will never be yours," She whispered.

His grip let go, as his face fell into a hurt expression. His head dropped to gaze into his lap and he slowly shook his head. "Then I shall Teach you, the hard way."

R&R

MB

*Yep still a jerk :P*