Ichigo pauses, looking up at her carefully. "...Yeah?"
"Yeah!" Kushina says, giving his hair one last ruffle. "I'm Kushina Uzumaki, by the way. You can call me Aunty Kushina, though. Wanna learn how to toss idiots around?"
It's a bit of touch and go for a while-Kushina and Ichigo's tempers are too similar to mix well at first, and they spend half the time arguing. But by the end Ichigo learns the basics to how to toss someone bigger than you over his head, and a promise is made to come back next week to learn more.
Kushina, after a lot of heckling on her part, walks Ichigo home, and it's only when he turns down his street and tells her that damn it, he can walk alone from here, he's not a baby, that he tells her his name.
"Ichigo, huh." Kushina muses, stepping into Urahara's shop quietly.
"Ichigo?" Urahara asks, poking his head around the corner to welcome her back.
Kushina beams, too high on bubbly feeling in her chest to do her best impression of a offended cat like she usually does. "Ichigo Kurosaki, 'ttebane! He's this kid I ran into and-"
"Kushina," Urahara says, and her mouth snaps shut as she stares at his too serious expression. "It would be best if you stayed away from him."
Kushina's eyes narrow, and she doesn't hesitate as she hisses. "Why, Kisuke ."
Urahara eyes her carefully, and Kushina knows he knows full well to tread carefully when she calls him that, for it's the calm before the storm that is Uzumaki Kushina.
"Kushina," he tries again, but the woman stalks forward with a deadly grace, jabbing her finger into his chest. "I. Asked. Why. Kisuke. "