Bleach and all related media (characters and techniques etc.) belongs to Tite Kubo.

Naruto and all related media (characters and techniques etc.) belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

All original techniques and characters are mine.

Well, here it is! You asked for it and here it is!

This story follows after chapter twelve on the main version. I say this because nothing else happened differently to the main story.

Okay, disclaimers first.

Now, for the record, I am not anti-women. I say this so as to say in advance, the girls involved in this story will not be objectified. I shall treat them with care and respect. I will not exploit them...Okay this is a harem, so I will take some liberties...Just a few, mostly around Anko. Come on, her flirty attitude is just begging for it. Again, I must stress I will treat them with care and respect. Just lik TFE:GWF this focuses on Ulquiorra and the relationship as well as the action. It's just that here he has four women. I say this because I don't want to give the impression this is pure smut and exploitation.

Now, for a little spoilers. This chapter may seem to move fast because, well, screw it, there is only so much I can do with Konoha! So, to hell with it. I have come to the conclusion of moving the plot forward again. In this chapter, and the next in the Main One, Ulquiorra reveals his past. Yes, I know it may be too soon, but...What more can I do? I know that sounds stupid but there you go. Besides, it means the real plot can begin.

This chapter turned out longer than expected, though it's shorter than on the Main One. I hope to make them as long as the others soon. I just need to work on the story for this one so that it keeps the same plot as TFE:GWF without too much damage to my original plot.

Anyway have fun. For those who don't remember the result of the poll, the girls are Hinata (mandatory), Nii Yugito, Samui and Anko.

Chapter One

Ulquiorra looked at the group, his cold eyes fixed on Tsunade. "Well. Who's the girl?"

Tsunade smiled. "Girls."

"Plural?" Ulquiorra replied. Something about that didn't sit right with him. He just wanted Hinata. Who else would he possibly want? Ulquiorra's silence continued and his eyes drifted between the four Konoha-nin.

"I refuse," he said, returning to work.

"Please hear us out," Tsunade argued. Ulquiorra looked back up at her, his pen in hand. He hesitated, then lowered it. 'They could be about to say Hinata. They would conclude I told her everything because I was attracted to her. The other girl though…'

Tsunade turned to look at Anko and Hiashi. Anko smiled and said, "Well, I'm one."

Hiashi paused, before saying, "And my daughter Hinata."

If Ulquiorra did not possess the self control and coldness of a statue, he would have broken into a wide grin. As it was, a warm feeling blossomed in his breast, somewhere within his Hollow Hole. Hinata was his. Sasuke would never touch her. Still, he kept up his mask of iron. He knew that they would leap at any chance to manipulate him, and he still needed to reveal himself to Hinata.

"I was under the impression Hinata was engaged to Uchiha?"

Danzo spoke up. "Uchiha is of the opinion three wives is enough. Besides," he glanced at Hiashi, "Hyuga Hiashi has the right to choose Hinata's husband. He has reconsidered it and decided to offer you the opportunity."

Ulquiorra glanced at Hiashi, who returned his gaze.

"…I fail to see why I should accept." Once again he was attempting to weasel anything else out of them.

Tsunade smiled. "Well, Hinata reminds you of…someone, and Anko has some powerful blood. It would be of great benefit to the Cifer Clan."

Ulquiorra was silent for some time, glancing at Anko, who in turn grinned at him. "Perhaps I should speak with Ulquiorra alone?" she said, turning to the others.

They nodded and stood, Danzo inclining his head and Tsunade smiling as they left. Hiashi remained as grim as ever as he left, closing the door behind them. Anko, watching Ulquiorra intently, flopped down in a chair, grinning wildly.

"So, how shall we start?"

Ulquiorra continued to gaze at her silently.

"How about I tell you why I want to do this?"

"I can make an educated guess."

"Oh?"

"Power. Money. Rank. Protection. Am I correct?"

Her grin shrunk to a rather sombre smile. "No. You have a low opinion of everyone don't you?"

"Logically there would only be a few reasons why-"

"Shut up."

Ulquiorra's jaw snapped shut. For a moment she seemed to be channelling the spirit of Aizen in her commanding tone. She looked grimly at him.

"Let us assume for a minute that you have some grasp of human emotions." Ulquiorra quirked an eyebrow but said nothing. "Now, from this standing point," Ulquiorra suddenly had the distinct impression Anko was using his sense of logic and reason to browbeat him into submission, "Examine the facts. You are intelligent, good looking…kind…to a certain extent…Don't look at me like that! The Council thanks you for the donations to the orphanage by the by." She smiled at him. He was beginning to regret allowing her to speak. He should have slit her tongue in two and be done with it. In hindsight he probably should have kept an eye open for someone tailing him when he was making his secret donations to the orphanage. Why he was making such donations he really didn't know himself.

"And furthermore, you are rich, talented and with a kekkei genkai any sane mother would want for her children. Regeneration, flight, iron skin and whatever else you have up your sleeve. How could I not be interested?"

"How old are you Mitarashi?"

"Twenty-seven. Now, you are wondering why I don't find someone else, correct? To tell the truth, you killed Orochimaru, something I have wanted to do for years. Ulquiorra, you proved you are a strong man, stronger than many. Hell, even the other Sannin couldn't kill Orochimaru!"

"Their emotions limited their ability to fight him."

"True, but," she leant forward, her elbows on the table, framing her face in her hands. "You have emotions too. Somewhere deep inside, there is some form of love. That girl you felt for, you harvested, didn't you? You needed her close at all times-"

"Mitarashi," he said, his tone harsh as ice, "Leave her out of this."

"Why? Did you promise never to love again?"

"No. I do not like you using her to manipulate me. Why do you want to marry me?"

"You are someone that stands by their beliefs no matter what. You have compassion, even if it is locked behind iron doors. And I think you could make a decent husband."

'…Her argument is solid enough I'll give her that.'

"And what would I get from marrying you?"

Her smile widened. She leant forward, using her arms to press her breasts together. He frowned at that. "Considering this place is marginally more civilised than Hueco Mundo, I didn't think you would do that."

"Oh, I'm just a little…intense."

"…I don't think that word fits my comment."

She smiled again, sitting in a position with far more decorum. "Besides, I don't care for women who flaunt themselves like whores."

"Touché. Well, I have been told I am beautiful, though that is just a matter of taste. I learnt from Orochimaru, so I am quite skilled. I know how to protect myself, so you wouldn't have to fear me being a liability. I wouldn't cheat on you; I'm a bit of a romantic myself. And," here she leant forward and whispered in his ear, "You would enjoy seeing what I could do to Hinata-chan."

Naruto and Ulquiorra shared a look. Ulquiorra looked at his past self trying to hide a nosebleed. Unsuccessfully.

Anko leant back and added. "Plus…I have a soft spot for people like you."

"People like me?"

"Broken," she said simply.

She had brains and guts he would give her that. 'She's like me in a way; a result of upbringing'.

"And, well, not many guys are interested in me. Most that are, are spies making sure I don't go traitor. You on the other hand have sense and manners. And I would like to think I would be a good wife and mother."

Ulquiorra was silent for some time, watching her. Finally he sighed.

"Very well. I accept." Watching her smile, Ulquiorra raised a finger. "Remember this though. I will probably never love you. My heart belongs to one person. And Hinata has to agree to marry me."

"You strike a hard bargain! Why her?"

"In Hueco Mundo, it is thought that sometimes Reio-sama will remove a harvested soul if He believes their time cut short. He will reincarnate them and make sure they meet the ones they loved again."

"…And you hope Reio-sama sent the girl's soul back in time to be reincarnated as Hinata to give you a second chance?" The look on her face matched her next words. "That's kind of an odd move and a long shot, Ulquiorra-kun."

He ignored the honorific as he replied. "I wouldn't say that. Reio-sama is a tad…eccentric."

XXXXXX

For the twentieth time in the last two hours, Karin had to remind herself Ulquiorra wanted the Haruno girl alive. 'He wants to kill her once he's killed Uchiha-teme. He wants to kill her personally. He wants to kill her personally. He wants to kill her personally.'

"What about this dress?"

'…He wants to kill her personally… He wants to kill her personally…'

"What do you think Karin-chan?"

'That you need a lobotomy with a fucking crowbar.'

"It's a little…Hinata-san, how would you put it?"

"Excessive?"

"Yes that's it. It would suit Chou far better. She has the right look for that dress." The dress in question was a very formal kimono. It looked like something out of a fairy tale that the princess wore. The fact that it was gold with pink dragons and fans for decoration didn't help. She looked better in simpler clothing, with a refined elegance. She looked at Hinata. She was jealous of the girl; she looked good in anything. Chou meanwhile had the understated beauty of a painting, and elegant dress, mostly formal, turned her into a demure and enchanting creature.

Haruno Sakura…Whores on the street would look more elegant than her! Since the beginning of the misadventure she had been gravitating to the Hyuga girls, but that was no surprise. So far, the pink haired girl had dragged them to a dozen clothes shops and Karin had been forced to utilise her right to some of Ulquiorra's money. He was not going to be happy.

"Oh, come on Karin-chan! You would look great in this!"

Karin noticed she skirted around the point she made about Chou. The poor girl looked as sad as she had felt when Ulquiorra had told her about his life. Hinata and she had struck up a form of friendship, and to be honest, she was starting to really see what Ulquiorra had seen her. Intelligent, kind, gentle, a will of iron. She was a fine woman.

It was while Sakura was trying to force Karin to try on a dress, that Tsunade and Danzo came upon them.

"Hello girls! How is everything going?"

"Well enough, Hokage-sama."

Tsunade nodded, still smiling. "Hinata, there have been developments."

Karin looked at Hinata sidelong, making sure to remember this conversation for Ulquiorra. The next few words nearly knocked her to the floor.

"What is it Hokage-sama?"

"Your father has released you from your engagement to Uchiha-san. Instead, if he agrees, you are to marry Ulquiorra."

It was in that moment that Karin was convinced that Ulquiorra was Reio-sama's bastard/relative. How the hell could he have such luck?

XXXXXX

Hinata was escorted to Ulquiorra's office in a state of extreme confusion.

'Why would father agree to this? He was all gung-ho for me to marry Uchiha-teme to get that Rinnegan knock-off, now he wants me to marry Ulquiorra? Granted it's better than Uchiha but, why? Still, I could use this to get him to help me kill the Council.'

Ulquiorra was sitting at his desk, a droll look on his face. Anko seemed to have gotten on his nerves. She wasn't surprised. Anko had that ability.

Tsunade and the others waited outside, closing the door behind them.

"Well," said Anko after the silence had grown uncomfortable, "Shall we start?"

Hinata sighed and sat down beside her. "Mitarashi-san, what are you doing here?"

Anko smiled at her before patting her hand. "Ulquiorra has the honour of having us both as wives."

"What!?" Hinata exclaimed. She knew that this would happen eventually. Ulquiorra was way too strong for Konoha not to offer him two wives. She'd come to accept from a young age that whoever she would marry would likely have a couple of wives. Heck, Naruto had been part of the Uzumaki Clan; he might have had her and another wife. No, what really got to her was the enjoyment Anko got out of this and Ulquiorra's serene calmness. That and the fact that he had agreed and her father was once again playing a game with her. She had really thought that Ulquiorra was above this.

"Don't panic Hinata-chan! Ulquiorra-kun here hasn't decided yet. The deal is he will only go through with this…if you agree to marry him."

"…Pardon?"

Anko smiled at her and waved a hand at Ulquiorra. "Ulquiorra told you there was a girl in his past…"

"And I look like her."

They looked at Ulquiorra for confirmation. He closed his eyes and opened them again.

"She was blind." Well that explained the eyes. "She was shy, gentle and…the mother of my child. She had long hair of a dark hue and…"

He stopped again. Hinata realised that, for a man who walled himself away from the world, talking about this was probably very hard, if not physically impossible.

Anko seemed to have come to the same conclusion. "Ulquiorra-kun-"

"We met a few years after I left the commune. She was a prisoner of a gang. She offered herself to me if I freed her. I was young and my desire for a woman overruled my sense of…"

"Sense of propriety," put in Hinata gently.

"Yes. Once I freed her, she travelled with me. She had no choice. I had to hunt for her and protect her. When I felt the desire, I…used her. Somewhere along the line, we grew to know each other. We," here his lips twisted slightly, "Fell in love. She died not long after giving birth to our daughter. The child died just before her. She never realised it, as she held her in her arms. She made me promise to look after her. Once the souls were released, I consumed them." He looked over them. "I would be lying if I said your appearance didn't have some influence."

'…I'm sorry Naruto-kun…I don't want to manipulate him like this but…If I can get his help…'

"I…suppose it's better than marrying Uchiha," she said.

Anko smiled and nodded.

"Well, I suppose we had better tell the Council."

XXXXXX

Ulquiorra, Anko and Hinata sat in his office in his manor, all looking rather distressed, or as close as Ulquiorra could get to it.

Congratulations, questions and more descended upon them like rain. Hiashi had a few words with Ulquiorra in private, then had exited looking bemused. Hinata had been showered with advice and tips from the married women of the Council and the offices. Anko meanwhile had to deflect a lot of snarky comments from her fellow Jonin. In the end, Ulquiorra had silenced them all by saying, "Forgive me, but business is concluded and I wish to speak to my fiancé's in private."

Ulquiorra had sonido'd the girls to his room and then offered them some tea. They took it with thanks and drank.

Ulquiorra meanwhile was in great internal debate.

'Anko is neutral, so she would probably help me. Hinata though…Is it too soon to reveal my past? If I do so now, Anko would see. Still, she is engaged to me…'

For once in his life, Ulquiorra decided to throw caution to the wind. "Hinata, Anko, I need to show you something." So saying he reached up and plucked out his eye. Ignoring their protest, he crushed it.

XXXXXX

A rush of memories. A whirlwind of chaotic images, half-felt emotions and cold eyes.

Lips like flower petals against theirs. A feeling like agony in their limbs. Unending centuries of trauma, millennia of never ending soul-numbing isolation. The ghost of lips against his maintained by the mask over his face.

Constant recollections of agony. Traitors stabbing him in the back, repeated every time they closed their eyes.

Swearing fealty to a great lord, kneeling before him.

Memories of a broken boy flashed through their mind.

"I love you, Naruto-kun."

XXXXXX

Anko stared at Ulquiorra as the memories faded. Battle after battle, terror after terror faded until it was just him sitting there.

Hinata sat in shock. Delirium. She was insane. Yes, that was it. She was insane. Fat tears ran down her face, slowly at first, then faster, faster, faster. Her eyes were red, her nose bubbling with a little mucus and her face screwed up in a mix of joy, sadness, pain and euphoria.

"N-N-Naruto-kun?" She whispered it like a prayer.

A hand white as snow, covered in a little blood from his eye, touched her cheek. "What is left of him."

"NARUTO-KUN!"

Their lips collided and she pulled him into an embrace.

...I hope that was good. I didn't put everything that happended to Ulquiorra in because I decided it would be better not to. His eye relay ability, for his fiancée's, is the relaying of emotions (or what he felt of them) and of experiences. There are things that appear in the blink of an eye and vanish immediatly. So, no, not a cheap thing. I just wanted to do something else with it. I decided to make it from a singular point of view rather than two just for the hell of it.

Yes, that is the last time he fiddles with his past. He just needed something to get Hinata to agree to the marriage, and the best way was to appeal to her gentle soul. No she isn't gullible, she just acted like that because of her bond to Ulquiorra. Yes, it'll be explained next time.

...Lemons. Yes there will be lemons. And this is where the liberties come in. I'm sorry but this is a harem fanfiction. It's just too tempting to go a little crazy here. I repeat though, care and respect. I will just make it more...interesting.

Thanks again.