The little details are important to me. And as you said before, they sometimes lead into bigger details.

Haha sneaky girl
Why haven't you commented on there then??? =P

This next part is actually a side story a friend started writing, and I incorporated it into the larger picture. This needs to be seen for the rest of the story to make any sense. Bet that you didn't see this one Shandee

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Shanae was struggling with her English homework, she needed to write a poem to present to the class by tomorrow, and cursed herself for being out so late with Raphael. After ingesting copious amounts of caffeine, she began to seriously conteomplate her toipc. An hour passed, and still all that Shanae could see was a blank page sitting on her desk.

Lillith sidled up to the bar and ordered an Illusion. She sat quietly, sipping her drink. Casually, a man took the seat next to her. He ordered no drink, and waited patiently for Lillith to consume hers. When she finished, she turned to face him. "Cerebus, and to what do I owe this pleasure?"
The mans face remained impassive, emotionless. "I saw you conversing with my brother earlier. What was that about?"
Lillith reached into the pocket of her shirt and withdrew a small tap recorder. She popped the tape and handed it to Cerebus. "I thought you could use some help in getting close to his missus."
Cerebus snarled, causing a girl who had been trying to lean in front of him to jump back fearfully. "What about her?"
Lillith traced a finger along the rim of her glass, disappointed that it didn't sing like crystal. "Just some audio that you may be able to use to your advantage."
Cerebus snatched the tape from her hand and left.

There was a tapping at Shanae's window. She turned eagerly, figuring that it was Raphael. It wasn't. In the place that Raphael should have been standing was a man she had never met before. Shanae's gut told her immediately to close the window and return to her homework. But for some reason, she did not.
"Hello, Shanae" said Cerebus.
"Who the fuck are you and how do you know my name?" Shanae meant to yell at the stranger, but her voice was caught in her throat and all that came out was a hoarse whisper.
"Who I am is not important. But what I know is. Have you ever wondered why Raphael told you his secret, yet refuses to turn you, even though you want to be a vampire with him?" Cerebus reached into his pocket and pulled out a small tape player.
"No, I've never wondered. He's told me exactly what it's like. And he doesn't want me to live like that."
"On the contrary, the way we live is rather beneficial, aside from our blood dependency. If you wish to know the true method behind his madness, I suggest you listen." Cerebus flicked the button and turned the volume up as loud as it would go. Raphael's voice filled the cool night air, replaying what he had said to Lillith earlier that night.

"On second thought, no thanks. I-I'm supposed to be doing something with Shanae."
"Oh, her. When are you gonna get around to turning that girl?"
"I'm not turning her, she doesn't deserve it."
"She doesn't deserve to watch you stay the same while she grows older and older?"
Click.
"That's why. You don't deserve it." sneered Cerebus.
"Don't you think I know how easily that could be faked?" Snapped Shanae.
"I know that, but something tells me that if I leave this here with you tonight, you won't be throwing it away." Cerebus said. He turned and disappeared into the night, leaving the small player on the windowsill.
Shanae ran over to the window in tears and yelled after him. "That's not true! He loves me! HE LOVES ME!"
Shanae picked up the tape and threw it across the room in rage. It began playing on loop.
"I'm not turning her, she doesn't deserve it."
"I'm not turning her, she doesn't deserve it."
"I'm not turning her, she doesn't deserve it."
"I'm not turning her, she doesn't deserve it."
"I'm not turning her, she doesn't deserve it."
Raphael's voice filled Shanae's head. And as tears streamed down her face, she began to write.