A week has passed since Inko's death,and Izuku has only grown more angry at Aizen. Izuku forced Urahara to tell him how he knew Aizen since Urahara seemed to know Aizen beforehand. What he was told royally pissed him off. Aizen had forced Urahara,Tessai,and Yoruichi(who Izuku met a few days ago) to abandon the Seireitei. He also used several captains and lieutenants to experiment with hollowification. Izuku all but forced Urahara to intensify his training so he could grow as strong as possible as fast as possible.
Other then increasing his training,in his spare time Izuku's been trying to deal with a...problem he's been having. A hole had started slowly appearing in his chest a day ago,and he had no idea what to do. He went to Urahara about it,but Urahara was just as confused as Izuku was. Based off what he was witnessing,Izuku should be turning into a hollow. But instead Izuku seemed to be completely fine. The only noticeable changes were that his strength,speed,and durability had improved since before the hole started appearing. His reiatsu also started to feel more hollow like.
(Timeskip-brought to you by Izuku inhaling katsudon)
It has been 2 weeks since Izuku told Urahara about his chest,and things haven't changed all too much. Izuku was still training as hard as ever,Urahara was doing whatever Urahara does in his spare time,Yoruichi was being a cat,Tessai was in the storage room,and Jinta and Ururu were cleaning. Izuku finished today's training and wiped the sweat from his brow. He had made a decision,and today was the day he was going to commit to this decision.
He exited the underground training area,and walked towards the sitting room. Urahara was sitting at a small table drinking a cup of tea. He looked up upon Izuku's arrival and smiled at the boy. "Ah Izuku,have you finished today's training? Come sit and relax." Izuku sat at the table and Urahara poured him some tea. Izuku allowed himself to bask in the comfort of the silence before he decided to get it over with.
"Mr.Urahara,I have something I need to tell you." Urahara raised a brow and motioned Izuku to keep speaking. "I believe I have gained a decent control over my abilities,and I wish to gain practical experience. I could be the strongest man in the world but unless I know how to use that power,I will undoubtedly lose." Urahara sighs before looking at Izuku with a worried look on his face.
"Are you sure about this Izuku? I understand what you're point is but...". Before Urahara can finish his sentence,Izuku slams his hand on the table and glares at Urahara. "But what,Mr.Urahara,but what!!? What do I need to do to get you to let me go!? Aizen has had centuries to grow stronger,he could be getting stronger right now even! And what am I doing?" Izuku slams his fist on the table again,cracking it.
"Sitting on my ass doing nothing! I came here hoping you would approve,but now I see that it was a waste of time. I'm leaving,and there is nothing you can do to stop me." Izuku gets up and leaves the room,Urahara sits at the table shocked over what just transpired. Yoruichi walks in and hops on Urahara's lap. Urahara sighs before scratching behind her ears. "Izuku,stay safe."
(Scene change-Rooftop)
Izuku is sitting on the edge of a rooftop,pondering his decision. He has to admit to himself that what he did was rash,but he just feels so frustrated. He hasn't gotten anywhere close to Aizen's level of power and he worries he'll never be. He dons the green cloak he grabbed from his abandoned apartment,and puts it on. He then puts on his mask and leaps off the roof. "Time to go hunting."
Izuku's first encounter occurred half an hour after he started his hunt. He saw a large,muscular male standing over top a man cowering in fear on the ground. The larger man sneered at the man on the ground before speaking. "I don't know why I was so worried! This is easier then I thought! Made ¥110,000 in a single night!" Before the man could say anything else,he felt a surge of fear as he found a sword at his neck.
"Any sudden moves and I slit your neck,boy." Izuku growled at the man,trying as hard as possible to be intimidating. The man turned his head slowly to see who was there,only to laugh when he saw a 5'6" figure in a green cloak behind him. This guy was shorter then the little shit he had just mugged! "Ha,what are you gonna do shortstack,cry for mommy?" The man smiled cruelly as he spoke,relishing in taunting the man behind him.
Before the man could speak any further,he sreamed in pain as he held the area where his right ear should have been. "What the fuck!?" The man looked towards where Izuku was,only to stiffen when he wasn't there. Izuku suddenly appeared behind the man and stared coldly at him,giving a glare that would make Satan run and hide. He got into a stance and drew his blade again.
"There are many things I can handle,trash." Izuku spoke with as much hatred in his voice as humanly possible. "You insult me,I'll laugh and insult you back,you punch me in the face I'll continue walking. The two things I will not ignore however,are things you've done already. I hope you're okay with pain,cause I'm about to cause a lot of it." The man stiffened and turned to run,only to stop moving as Izuku moved as fast as he could.
Izuku blurred into vision with the wad of cash the mugger had in his possession as several cuts appeared all over the now unconscious man's body. He handed the man his money back and walked off. Before he could leave the alley,the man who beforehand was too scared to even move called out to Izuku. "Uh,t-t-thanks. I a-a-preciate the h-h-help." Izuku turned to stare at the man for a second,reminder of when he used to act the same way this man did. He smiles beneath his mask for a moment before responding to the man.
"There is no need to thank me. You should probably call an ambulance for the poor sap over there." He pointed at the unconscious man before shunpo-ing away. This process continued well into the night before Izuku sat down and took a break. He pulled out a sandwich from a sandwich shop he stopped a robbery at,and started eating a late dinner. While eating,he was internally shocked when a hero landed on the roof beside him.
Izuku recognized the hero as Eraserhead. Izuku was having a hard time not pulling his notebook out so he could ask Eraserhead to sign it. He was still a fan boy at heart,after all. Eraserhead meanwhile was confused as to why Izuku was sitting on a rooftop,eating a sandwich in the get-up he was in. He made the decision to sit down when the man showed no signs of hostility towards him.
"Hello Eraserhead." Eraserhead was shocked when the man spoke because he sounded...young. No younger then any of his students he would be getting this year. This worried the man who,despite what everyone may think,had a soft spot for kids. "You should be getting home kid. Never know what could happen this late." Izuku simply scoffed before he spoke. "I have no reason to go home. I can handle myself perfectly okay,as the several criminals I fought today can assure you."
This worried Eraserhead even more. "A kid your age shouldn't be fighting anybody. Go home." This time when he spoke it was in a more stern tone. Izuku sighed as he finished his sandwich. "While I appreciate the concern,it is wasted on me. Goodbye,Eraserhead." Izuku jumped off the roof and began roof top jumping away.