[and makoto knows; he grabs the ball and walks over to hinata. a hand drops on his head, and he ruffles all that crazy orange hair like he would to his little brother--rough but sweet and caring, no malice in between.]

I know. The first time I had that feeling was when Rin transferred to my elementary school and he, Haru, Nagisa, and I swam in a relay together.

It's great, isn't it?

[to be a team, to be part of one, to consider that team your family]