He let his eyes travel from her head to toe. Not an inch of her looks like that of a maid, though her appearance was a bit disheveled, he can pretty much distinguished a person who was born rich like him. His eyes lingered in her face a little longer and it rang a bell. If he could only figure out where he first saw that face…Right! The business magazine. So what is she doing in his house? Tomoyo must have mistaken her to be the nanny he asked the agency to send him.

He sighed though he was the only one who knew that he did.

"Ms. Haruno, what brought you to my house?" he finally asked.

She wasn't surprised that this man knew her. Who wouldn't be? She was the heiress to the largest construction company in their country and the man before her was the owner of several companies that monopolize the business world. So it wasn't a surprise if he knew her.

"Ms. Haruno" he said to get her attention

For a while she hesitated to tell him the truth, she barely knew him, but like what she did when she pressed the doorbell she spilled the details to him "I ran away" she said briefly.

She thought she heard him chuckle.

The Haruno Heiress ran away? This must be something.

"That didn't answer my question…" he said though

Stammering for a while and slightly growing nervous she confessed the reason why she was standing before him, right now in his home office (because he was supposed to orient the new maid, right?).

"I was…I was really…hungry!" she was beet red.

He was flabbergasted. Did she just say that she was hungry? He didn't need to voice his question because her statement was followed by a low grumble from her stomach.

Shaking his head, he pressed the intercom button and muttered "Bring me something to eat."

Even if she said that she was hungry she couldn't eat well because he was staring at her shamelessly. She can tell that he was very much amused of her.

"Could you please look at other things than me?"

He stood up and left the room. When she was sure he's gone she devoured the meal abruptly.

On the next room to his office, Sasuke was smiling to himself. This girl is really different from the other rich girls he knows. At least she waited him to left the room before loosing all her finesse. He pressed the power button and turned off the television connected to the camera in his office.

She was full and she can feel her energy starting to come back. She silently thanked Mr. Uchiha for giving her something to eat. She doesn't know why but maybe because if her father would learn that Uchiha Sasuke was not nice with her he would pull all his shares from his company. Now, she remembered her father. He might be as furious as hell right now, after finding out that his daughter had ran away two days before the formalization of her engagement with…who was that again? Right…Sai, another son of a business tycoon.

At this moment, her credit cards and accounts would have been already frozen. Big problem.

"Who was it?" she was startled by his sudden speech. She furrowed her brows "Who what?"

"You're fiancé…" he said with a smirk.

When he said that, she knew that she could never hide something from him. Not with his eyes. However, an idea crossed her mind.' I think I found a savior'

A/N: Sasuke is a bit OOC in this fic and he's also older than Sakura.