A/N

This song screams Madara to me (and Kakashi but we're not going to talk about that)

I know, I know. Madara/Ino? Seriously? But this is fanfiction after all (:

P.S I'll start doing drabbles on the characters I've already done again :D

We're probably missing a few more characters I've yet to write like Darui/Omoi etc so I'll write them once I find the right song.

Still hesitant in writing an Ino x Jiraiya/Orochimaru/Minato at the moment, sorry :/

[Ino x Madara] – Winner | Different

She should have seen this coming; he was always different from the other guys she knew.

Madara was not the type of person for heart to heart talks and such. He had wanted her to know that that wasn't his style. He had felt that Ino should have gotten used to it by now.

But the girl stood before him, pouting as she turned her head away.

"Asuma sensei was affectionate with Kurenai sensei." There was discontent in her voice. "Even that Naruto is sweet with Hinata."

"Can you imagine me being sweet?" He raised an eyebrow.

She knew he was right, but she didn't want to lose. "You can always try."

Madara crossed his arms and tapped his feet repeatedly. A shot of impatience adorned his face, and before he realised what was going on, spiteful words left his mouth.

"This is getting pointless." He frowned. "Maybe it's best we are over."

He saw how her eyes turned red this time, biting her lips to prevent the tears from coming out. Taking one final good look at him, Ino stomped away.

"Fine. Have it your way."

With every step she took, his non-existent heart seemed to shake even harder. His hands then acted on their own accord, grabbing onto her desperately. Ino, however, didn't bother to turn around to face him.

"I didn't mean that." Madara sighed. Having to behave like this was new to him and it proved difficult. "I love you so much it hurts, you know that right?"

She said nothing, but nodded her head softly.

"But I'm not like them." He insisted. "I don't think I'll ever be like them, but I love you just the same."

The girl said nothing, her hands still in his. Ever so subtly, he felt a little squeeze in his hand. Madara knew then that things had went back to the way it was.

Thank you, Ino.