Hello and thank you for reading, but first some warnings I'm still new to this and the story may be bad. There maybe some OOCness and I'm sorry I'll try to make the characters as they are with some exceptions. Also, I don't own Bleach or Harry Potter but I wish I did. Some charaters that should be dead are "alive" i.e. Ulqiorra. Some child abuse, you have been warned.

When Ichigo got his powers back the last thing he was expecting was becoming the King of Gods. It all started out when he, Shiro and Zangetsu souls came togather, at first nothing happened. Then Ichigo started to get white streaks in his hair that now reached the middle of his back. One of his eyes turned molten gold and the whites of his eye turning black, like Shiros'. Needless to say he didn't understand what was going on.

After some time he grew wings, one was black with red streaks and the other was white with green streaks. There was a captain meeting and the Soul King showed up. "Ichigo, you have now become the King of Gods" "WHAT!?" "Listen until I finish. Since you were chosen you need to get in control of your new powers and others may soon follow in becoming gods, at least one will"

Ichigo and the others were staring at the Soul King. Then Ichigo said"You know what, I'm not even surprised anymore, anything else life changing you like to say" "Actually, yes. Come in, no need to be scared"

In came a face that was very pale with green streaks beneth his eyes, looking like tear marks, with his usual emotionless face. "ULQIORRA!?" was the general reply. "What is the meaning of this!?" Ichigo shouted. "Ulquiorra had survived your attack. But it isn't why he his here. He is here because he never wanted to be on Aizens' side and was waiting so he could kill him". Silence.

"So what do you want us to do and why bring him to us, when this isn't such a big deal" asked the Head Captain. "It is a big deal beacuse he became the God of Emotions". 3...2...1 "HAHAHAHAHAHA" Ichigo was rolling on the ground and some of the captains were right along with him while others where trying to hold thiers in.

"SILENCE!" the Head Captain Bellowed. Everyone stopped laughing and turned toward the Soul King to see if he anything else to say. "Thank you. I would also like to say that Uliquiorra will be getting his memories back from when he was alive, so he may start to act differently. That is all, good day". Then the Soul King left.

Everyone stood there in awkward silenece. "Well then. Welcome Ulqiorra Ciffer to the Soul Society".

It took some time when everyone was calm about having an Arrancar in the Soul Society, but after everyone realized that Ulquiorra wasn't going to hurt them they setteled down. It was also around this time Ulquiorra had his memories come back to him.

A womans' scream begging to not to harm her child, then a green light.

"Boy! Make breakfast perfect or I will burn you on the stove" "Yes Uncle Vernon" "Good. Then after get the mail and get your chores from Petuina" "Yes"

'Was that my life'

He saw more memories like that one, and remembered everything they had done to him.

A boy who looked about six was tending a garden outside of a house. One might find this normal, if only it wasn't blistering hot outside and the boy looking far to skinny. At night you would see the boy going back inside the house, then you remember you didn't see him eat or drink.

'Drink and food were always precious to me'

The pain on his back was unbearable as his uncle was slowly carving FREAK on his back because the meat was left on the stove a little too long. His uncle would repeatly go over the mark so that when he died it would still be there. "This is what you deserve freak, for burning the dinner"

'So that is where that scar...came from'

A child that loooked like a pig was running after him while he tried to get away only to get caught "This is what you deserve for running away from me, wait until dad hears about this" 'Please don't tell' "Okay" Then pain.

'I...was never...fast enough'

A man that looked liked a walrus came through the door and made his way to a little boy, who looked no older than eight, but was ten. "Boy I just got demoted, I bet that you did something you freak". The boy was scared because he knew what came next. Then a woman who looked like a horse and a child that looked liked a pig were behind him.

"Vernon that is horrible, Dudders, why don't you get some food" "Okay," then 'Dudders' went away. The only thing he saw was a fist coming down. The woman just looked on, doing nothing. 'No...that...couldn't...be...me...right?' His side expolded with pain. He didn't know what was going on, 'I must have done something very wrong' 'No...that...isn't...right' "Boy you will pay" Then the pain increased and he was starting to black out, until he knew no more.

'No...no'

He woke up only to see his dead body in front of him, being carried away to the basement where no one would find it. 'That...cannot...be...me...but...is' He blacked out again only to wake up in the far past.

'That...was...me'

He felt something wet run down his face, only to realiaze that it was tears. He came back into focus only to see people lookin at him shock and crying too. He was at a captain meeting 'I forgot I was here'

"He must have got his memories back" "Hey are you okay" asked Ichigo. He had a face that said You-will-tell-what-is-wrong. So Ulquiorra told his tale of his time alive and when he was done, everyone had a different face.

Some, like Ichigo, looked beyond out raged that people would do that to a child. Others, like Byakua sat with a look of bearley consealed rage. However, Kurostuchi looked like he wanted to test some experiments on them and no one was going to stop him. "We have to find these...animals and bring them here, that is an order" said the Head Captain. "Why" came Ulquiorra's reply. "Because you are the God of Emotion, you're now part of the Soul Society or it's the right thing to do. Take your pick" Ichigo stated, seething.

A small smile graced Uliquiorras' normaly emotionless face. "Thank you" and that was all the captains and lieutenants to want to send the Dursley's to Hell for hurting, what they considered, brother.