A/N: Here it is: Part 2! Sorry it took me a little while, but at least I finished this, right? It's a little shorter than Part 1 (I don't know how that happened when it's the same story). Enjoy!

I should have been sleeping, but I wasn't. How was I supposed to sleep with him right there beside me? No, I was feigning sleep so I wouldn't raise suspicion. Of course, Saphira knew what was going on, but she wouldn't tell.

Murtagh and I had been traveling together for about a month, starting just after Brom died. Brom had kept many secrets, and now I had one of my own. From the moment we met him, I knew he made me feel something, something I had never felt before. Saphira knew; she always knows. She was constantly nagging, trying to get me to tell. But I couldn't; he wasn't to know.

I soon realized it was my turn to watch. I sat up and said, "Murtagh? You can sleep now. It's my turn to watch."

I sensed him turn to face me. There was a pause, then he said, "Okay, thanks."

I heard him lay down next to me. He was going to sleep. That was good, It would be much easier to organize my thoughts knowing that he was unconscious. Not that he was anymore aware of my feelings when he was awake.

I sighed quietly. I had to come to terms with the fact that he would never return my feelings. It was inevitable. What I felt for him was wrong, abnormal. It would never be accepted, even if he did feel the same way. Stop it! I chastised myself. I sighed again.

Just then, I sensed movement beside me. I glanced over, and could just barely make out Murtagh, sitting up, through the gloom. I whispered, "Murtagh? Are you okay?"

There was a moment's hesitation before he answered, "I'm not really that tired. Can't sleep."

His answer surprised me. Murtagh always slept as much as possible. Not knowing how to react, I shrugged and said, "All right. You're free to watch with me then."

He mumbled something I couldn't decipher in response. I ignored it and went back to my thoughts, the ones that kept me up at night for fear I they'd turn into dreams of desire and passion.

A few minutes later, I felt him lay down in the grass. I knew he wasn't sleeping. I decided to lay with him and try to figure out what was wrong.

When I did, he turned to look at me. I felt his stare, and rolled onto my side to face him.

My action made it so that our faces were just inches apart. It would be so simple, so easy to discard that distance and --

I heard a groan, and the next thing I knew, Murtagh turned and we were no longer face to face. Now I was certain something was wrong. I propped myself up on my elbow and asked, "Murtagh, are you sure you're okay?"

"When have I ever been sure about anything?" was the reply.

"Murtagh, I'm serious." I sat up and leaned over him so I would not be ignored. "Don't try to get out of this. Something's wrong and I want to know what it is." I wasn't going to give up.

A bitter laugh accompanied his answer. "Do you really want to know? 'Cause I'm not sure you do."

I didn't have to speak; I knew he could see my nod. I waited for the answer that was to come. It was not what I had anticipated.

I suddenly felt his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in closer. I was confused, too much so to do anything. Not that I would've if I could.

Our lips met. It blew my mind that he wanted this. It was exactly what I had wanted. I had to tell myself over and over again that it was not a dream. Murtagh was actually kissing me.

After a few moments, I felt his tongue run along my lips. Automatically, I opened my mouth, letting him in. He immediately instigated a fight, a battle between us, and, just as with sword fighting, neither one us could gain the upper hand.

For how long we went on like that, I'm not sure. After quite a while, I ran out of breath and had to pull away. Murtagh looked confused, until he realized we were both panting and gasping. That was my first kiss, and it was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt.

He looked into my eyes and smiled; I did the same. He moved so he was sitting next to me, took one of my hands into his own and said, "Eragon, I love you."

My eyes lit up. I leaned over and gave him a brief kiss. When I pulled away, I said, "Murtagh, I love you too."

So there you have it! I hope you enjoyed this little fic! Please review, and remember that flames will be thrown back at you!